(A Silver and Zero production) Fallen

[Maero]

"Haha, that is a good name. Im Mr. Kalb. Now hold out the arms." If he did the man would come around behind him and hiss, "Yes, just like that." And then begin drawing intricate symbols all over his right shoulder and then arm. But it was not in paint, he could tell that much, the red markings smelling of blood. And whats more, there was no canister, no need to dip the brush, the blood seemingly coming from the strange instrument itself.