fandomhigh | Hunting 101 Class 3 -- Wednesday Period 7

When the students entered, they saw John sitting at his desk and two tables set out at the front of the room. One holds the sign in sheet and a pile of handouts. The other holds a number of curious items.

John waited until all his students had filed in and taken their seats.

"So last week you faced your first senario with a ghost. Nobody managed to get themselves killed and everyone eventually managed to take out the ghost." He leaned back on his desk. "Unfortunately, a number of you also managed to take out the house. Two things it's good to remember: don't burn down a house while you're still in it. And ghosts can turn incorporeal at will. You can't set them on fire."

John pushed away from his desk and went over to a side table where a number of items were laid out. "There are however a few things that you can use when fighting a ghost that actually do more harm to them than to you. Iron temporarily disrupts a ghost's energy. Anything you can find that's iron -- some crowbars, fireplace pokers, cast iron frying pans -- " John had examples of each of these and held them up in turn, "can be used as a weapon against a spirit." He smiled wryly. "And it won't burn down the house."

He the frying pan down and moved down the table where he picked up a salt shaker. "Salt is probably one of the most versatile weapons a hunter can have. Salt circles can be used for protection against not only ghosts but demons and some other evil entities." He put the shaker down and picked up a small crystal. "Salt can also be used offensively and rock salt such as this is the easiest to handle. It disrupts a ghost's energy much the same way iron does. Rock salt pieces like this or some larger, can be thrown, either by hand or using a weapon such as a sling shot." He moved down the table a little bit more to where there was a pile of much smaller crystals. "Smaller crystals such as these can be useful as well, when packed into shotgun shells." He picked up such a cartridge also sitting on the table. "You've heard of buckshot?" John grinned. "Well this is ghostshot.

"And it's not something you can just buy from any sporting goods store. You have to make it yourself." John ~~handwavily~~ demonstrated how to load shotgun cartridges with rock salt, explaining how as he went. When he was done he headed back over to his desk. "All the information we've discussed is covered in the handout you took at the beginning of class, including a list of steps in how to reload shotgun shells. Feel free to come up and examine everything, and try your hand at making rocksalt cartridges. Also I'd like to know how much experience and how comfortable each of you is with firearms, so I can set up balanced groups for next week's practical."

[OOC: ~~wait for~~ OCD is up, have at it :)]

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John grinned. "Guess you really don't know everything yet."

Bel growled, scraping his talons across his desk, gouging the wood. "What the fuck did you just do to me?" he snapped.

"Didn't you know?" John asked innocently. "All demons will flinch and show themselves at the name of God."

"Bet I know a few words that could make you flinch," Bel snarled.

"Not like that, though." John may have been taking just a little bit more pleasure out of this than was proper for a teacher dealing with a student, but it was satisfying to see Bel's cocky know-it-all attitude shattered.

"Try me," Bel said, still fuming. He didn't like the idea that with one word someone could force him into his demon form, not one bit. He'd get some payback for this, somehow.

"You might want to get that temper under control," John advised. "Before it gets you into more trouble."

"That's supposed to be some kind of threat?" Bel snapped, still too angry to shift back into his human form.

"More in the line of advice," John said, still with the ghost of a smile on his face.

"I think you can guess what you can do with your advice," Bel growled.

"You might want to calm down and remember where you are and who I am," John said, equally mildly.

"Screw you," Bel said. "Think I'm supposed to be scared of you? Think again."

John raised an eyebrow at him. "I think that you're supposed to not tell your teachers 'screw you.'"

"Whatever," Bel muttered sullenly, struggling to de-demonize himself.

"Just because you're half demon doesn't actually excuse the attitude," John continued.

"Doesn't mean you have the right to make me go into my demon form against my will, either," Bel snarled. "You don't know what you're messing with."

"Oh, I think I know better than most. Which would be why I'm teaching this class."

"Just because you can kill a few demons in your world doesn't mean you know shit about demons where I'm from," Bel said, refusing to back down. "I could fireball you in a blink of an eye and there'd be nothing you could do about it."

"Right," John said. "I hope you didn't have any plans for Saturday because that little death threat just earned you detention."

"What?" Bel said. "Oh, come on! I was just stating a fact, not making a threat!"

"Fine. If you don't like that for a reason, how about for excessive demon-ness?"

"Whose fault is that?" Bel snapped. "You did this to me."

"You need to control your temper in the face of the unexpected," John said, dropping any humour that had been in his voice and expression up to then. "That's going to get you into more trouble than anything else."

"What do you care?" Bel said sullenly. "You'd love to see me lose it so you could have a chance to take me out."

"Actually, no I wouldn't," John said levelly. "I've got enough demons I'm hunting; I really don't need to add to the list."

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