Mannequin Sin
Ninjas, yo.
- The large ogre charged, stench appaling to Gram's nose. Of course it was all mental, but this thing was rather realistic. Feet bracing themselves, Gram had been focused on training a specific thing. Elemental manipulation, slightly tricky, but the codes could be tweaked well enough. He wanted this creature as a 'characteristic' for one of his elements. Bringing his wrists to his face, a flash of violet saw two twin blades erupt from his hands, digits gripping them. The ogre swung his hammer clashing with those blades. Gram's feet buckled nearly before he shifted forearms. God, he hated these things. "Ehe...that all you got?" His voice holding still that childish sarcasm, he quickly brought the blades back, neatly moving his form back as well. Backtracking, he leapt to race directly up the ogre's large arms. The fight usually ended in that manner, the creature's body vanishing slowly, however Gram did one thing he usually didn't. Aiming both blades at the beast's form, a sudden vacuum sprouted from his blades absorbing the beast. Chest heaving, he ran a wrist over his forehead. "Jeeze.." Teleporting neatly, Gram approached Siegfried, catching his words that he had spoken before. "Well. Perhaps -you- don't need any help. I'll remember that, hm?"