That left Salem with Solomon, who had stood up from his spot on the edge of the table and scurried across it to get to the bowls. It was somewhat unnerving to watch, but demons were spooky by default. He wasn't actively trying to be a creepy shit, he just was one. The gargoyle squatted besides the bowl, looking over to Salem. As the boy began walking over, he adjusted the bowl a bit to make the setup look nicer.<br/><br/>On the way there, however, a minor altercation arose. "Hey fuck you man this isn't my fault," Salem spat out. "They probably would've tracked your sorry ass down anyway." They totally would have, but the boys being in the same area had made their acquisition much, much more convenient. But that was beside the point. With a heavy sigh, Salem took a seat across from Solomon, looking at the bowl with an intensely unsure expression. He felt a knot twist in his gut, but now wasn't the time to hesitate.<br/><br/>Solomon put his hand out, and Salem took the hint to give his own over. Solomon swiftly dragged a claw across the skin on Salem's hand, and with a wince, he started bleeding into the bowl. "See? That wasn't so bad." He opened his free hand, let go of Salem's, and after hardening his finger into stone, sliced it open. Solomon's blood went into the bowl as well, very distinguishable from Salem's due to the black colouration it held. Once the blood mixed a bit, the bowl gave off a glow. "Now the bad part starts."<br/><br/>Salem's hand, the one opposite of the hand that he'd given blood from, felt a sharp and burning pain in it. He grit his teeth and looked at his own palm, catching sight of a dark, circular symbol carving itself into his palm. He looked up at Solomon, who was holding up his own hand to show that the same mark was forming on him as well. The entire process lasted about half a minute. When the mark was complete, the pain began to subside. And, interestingly enough, the cuts on both of their hands sealed themselves.<br/><br/>"There we go," Solomon said, looking over to Joe and Aamu. "Your turn."