Stupid Pitiful Weaklings(Apollo)

Lorelei smirked as she readied her hands in front of her, she was far enough away from the public... and Actually somehow got rid of her followers, to do this type of thing. The energy started to slowly collect into her hands as it formed a gun, she was still trying to practice and train her newly found power and the weak little hollows she had essentially found and rounded up with what she figured was her aura was good target practice.

With her talent with guns, and her good eyesight, she was able to aim her gun rather well at the moving targets. It wasn't the best though, she rarely shot at moving targets and these didn't have the movement patterns of anything else really. Their size and ability to fly, along with having been previous humans, were all good reasons that she wasn't her best aiming so it took several tries before she even downed the one she had lead to this remote area to battle.

Apollo frowned as he slowed his bike to a halt and cut the engine; something was channeling reshi and dispersing very little of it. He closed his eyes shutting off all other distractions that come with site and focused solely on locating the source of the disturbance; if it is another quincy utilizing that much reshi they are endangering themselves without dispersing what they gather they are risking a backlash of power. Apollo placed his palm over the ignition of his bike and instantly smiled as it roared to life once again, the cherry red monster had cost him everything he had but it was worth it as it beat walking everywhere.

Cutting off the road Apollo turned down a trail that looked a little more than a walking path and decided to see then what the engine of his new bike could do as he gunned it forward. A smile spread across his lips as he felt the wind whip around him and under the slightly lifted visor of his helmet, This still is as close as a human being can come to being one with the wind. Apollo’s smile widened even more as he saw a drop-off in the path ahead, as he pushed the throttle for all it was worth and shot skyward over the dropp-off.

What Apollo saw shattered his good mood; a relatively young woman had gathered up a few weakling hollows and was actually trying to form a gun out of pure reshi. Either she is very foolish or she has no teacher, though I must admit she is doing fairly well though her aim is horrible. As soon as the bike touched the ground Apollo cut left and sent a wave of fresh dirt flying as he cut the motor and let inertia take over to bring him to a stop.

Pulling off his helmet his face was dead serious his eyes blazed with intention to kill, Apollo raised his left arm the pistol that appeared just seem to shimmer into existence as he took aim in half a heartbeat and the next sent the reshi bullet screaming past the young woman’s head and dead center of the hollow she had been shooting at though it was down the girl had only winged it, literally. “If you are going to hunt hollows don’t play around when you form your weapon you better have the will to use it correctly.”

While she was using the weaklings for target practice, she couldn't help but hear the roar of some time of engine. She merely glanced over at the person who rode apparently some kind of motorized bike that showed up and tried to show off. But Lorelei didn't keep her attention away from the remaining hollow for long.... It didn't take long though for the newcomer to down it though with one shot and she just frowned as she let her own gun vanish only to place her hand on her hips and turn towards him.

He was talking, but she couldn't help but frown then roll her eyes a little bit. "And ya shouldn't but ya nose inta others buziness, It's called honing skills and target practice. Course wasn't gonna kill it straight off." The beginning quincy merely growled a little bit now rather pissed off. She didn't have the patience or really want to go find another hollow today for more practice.

Apollo frowned, so this girl has no master whatsoever…even so it is quite extraordinary that she was even able to form a weapon let alone a working gun. The girl rolled her eyes at him and snapped a rather smartass remark at him, “If I hadn’t of stopped your training girl you’d be dead. You are absorbing reshi, but you aren’t releasing as much as you need to in order to kill and avoid detection at the same time. To be a Quincy is balancing act where one slip up means death, if you absorb the reshi from the world around you your bodies spiritual presence peaks if you don’t release enough of it with each shot while killing a weak hollow you will draw a stronger one in its place.” Apollo’s voice was stern as his grandfather’s had been when explaining this very same thing.

Leaning back against his bike the expression on his face softened slightly, the girl reminded Apollo of himself back when he was young. Her eyes had the same hate filled age burning just below the surface; something had driven the young woman out to practice a very dangerous art.

“Who is your mentor young Quincy?”

Lorelei didn't even change, heck didn't even flinch as she listened to him of how she could have attracted stronger hollows or pretty much killed herself. Sure he didn't say it in such exact words but still. She didn't really care if she died or anything really, even if her soul was ate like how these things like to do so what. The young quincy just stood there as she listened however since it seemed she could learn a thing or two from this dude but she wasn't about to roll over in a fetal position.

"And ya point mistah? I don't care if I die or not, nothing worth training for ain't without its own risks enyweys. And no mentor, seriously ma 'rents don't care and only recently told me what I am. I figured all these things and people in odd clothes were just in movies." Lorelei gave a shrug and held up her hand to look at it as if thinking a bit but then turned towards him with a smirk. "So what do you suggest with the energy bit since apparently you won't let me practice in peace?"