The Gym, Thursday night

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter walked down to the gym and was surprised to see it empty. "There's a first time for everything. Okay, what to do, what to do..."

He needed something more active than stretching and the untaken punching bag was looking very appealing. He glanced down at his cast and made a decision. "Okay, one handed kickboxing against the nefarious Count Punching Bag it is." Peter started hitting the bag quietly...

... for about two minutes. Then he launched into a series of taunts about the punching bag's mother. He really couldn't shut up while fighting.

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"If it comes to that, Sammy and I will help. It won't be the first grave we've had to help dig up." Dean gave it some thought. "There's protections you can set up that should keep the ghost away at least temporarily."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"The email from Veronica said we might need to confront the ghost and deal with whatever they stirred up for us," Tyler said thoughtfully. "Do you have anything that will help me do that and not get sucked into hell?"

"Wasn't in hell," Bob volunteered.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Ghosts can't suck you into hell," Dean told him. "Some of them can and will kill you and sometimes they'll hide the bodies, but things that suck you into hell are a whole different level of nasty."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"I don't think he would kill me," Tyler said. "So. I don't know, can I have a general protection thing? I think Alec would be happier if he at least stayed out of the room."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." Dean pulled out the Chinese whoozit that Pippi had given him. "Pippi said that this was supposed to keep ghosts out if you hang it on your doorknob. I don't know -- not something I've worked with before. You can also lay a salt circle down to keep ghosts out." He paused. "Or you could put a salt circle down around yourself for protection while you do that whole confront and deal thing."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"She mentioned this to me," Tyler nodded, taking the Chinese whatsit. "Thanks. And I'll put a salt line at the door of our room, too, to be safe."

He let out a long breath. "What else do I need to know?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Blowing up or shooting them doesn't really work unless it's with rock salt. And even then it's hard on whatever's standing behind them."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Don't wanna get shot again," Bob said. "Done that. My head still hurts."

"Thanks, but I wasn't gonna do either," Tyler said firmly. "He died from a gunshot wound. I can't kill him again that way."