[IM]

[untameimpala]

[ Time to get down to business. You guys are lucky you have a hunter here, you know that? ]

Okay, a bunch of you people are seeing ghosts and things out in the woods. I'm assuming none of Death's kids are behind this, but it sounds to me like this isn't normal around this not so normal camp of yours. So I've got a question for you guys.

[ Rarely does Dean actually look serious, but he does. After having been bored for so long, he's glad to have something productive to do with his time, and he is taking this as his personal mission. ]

Where were all of you when you saw these ghosts?

[ He'll be heading right out there as soon as they're done here, guns in hand. ]

Comments

[untameimpala]

There's been quite a few, from what I've heard. I've hunted ghosts before, though; we'll figure this out, no problem.

[ Got his gun and some celestial bronze/salt bullets, and that's really all Dean needs. ]

[wokethedragon]

[She raises an eyebrow to him, reaching down to calm the black dragon trying to crawl up her arm.]

How does one hunt a ghost?

[untameimpala]

Usually, it takes a child of Hades, Pluto, or some sort of dark and dreary god of the Underworld to really get rid of them for good. But you can trap them, or chase them away.

[ He shows her the gun. ]

All you need is a little celestial bronze, a little salt, maybe a touch of holy water. Easy as pie.

[wokethedragon]

[She squints a little bit, almost as if she's trying to figure out the gun. Just once, she wishes she could touch it, because-]

That gun looks perfectly ordinary.

[untameimpala]

It's modified to take celestial bronze or imperial gold bullets.

[ He may not have dragons, but the mortal knows what he's doing. ]