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Blair bounced nervously as he waited to start class. He had studied up on yoga techniques most of last night and surfed the web to watch yoga instruction videos. Now he was confused about his own lack of leotards and very tired. In the end he finally decided that it was a class of two and there was no need stressing out. Or buying leotards.

He had brought down his comfiest yoga mats and spread them out on the floor, being sure to put rice pillows and candles next to them. Blair finished setting up by turning on soft music and setting out the gym balls.

"Good morning." Blair said seriously, trying to appear instructor-like but continuing to bounce. "I'm happy to take over the yoga class for the last two weeks and I hope we'll have a lot of fun. I'm not sure what you covered in class before now, but feel free to tell me you want to do something different! We're going to focus on relaxation techniques today since, considering all of these hauntings, I figured we could use some."

"So everyone grab a ball and sit on it. Gym balls are a good way to stretch before doing any sort of routine. Plus," Blair grinned widely as he chose a ball to use. "They're really bouncy!"

[ooc: ~~wait for ocd please~~ OCD up! Play!]

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"A hug might actually be very good, right now," Lana said with a wavery smile.

Be a shame to see the bounce go right out of this guy, Whitney said. Hugging you? Could be as bad as the kiss of death.

"Shut up," she hissed at him.

Blair figured the shut up wasn't directed at him and moved forward to hug Lana tightly. "Lana, I don't know what's the ghost person is telling you, but understand that you're a good person and people love you, okay? I don't know if meditating will help at all, but I'm willing to teach you what to do if you want."

Lana nodded. "I know. It's just the constant badgering is so draining. He never stops. I'd try meditation, but he'd just be sitting right there whispering in my ear, touching me... I can't even sleep because he won't let up."

"I'm not normally one for western medicine, but maybe the clinic in town can give you a sleeping pill." Blair squeezed her tightly for a moment longer than stepped back. "It would give you a little rest at least."

"Maybe they can just sedate me," Lana said, only half-joking.

Blair smiled and put an arm around her shoulder. "Let's start at a sleeping pill and work your way up to being hit over the head with a mallet, okay?"

Lana managed a smile for him. "As long as it's just one. He keeps trying to get me to take a bunch of them."

"He's trying to get you to kill yourself?" Blair bit his lip. "I don't want to get all afterschool special here, but are you thinking about doing it? Do you want to go talk to a counselor or something?"

"I'm not, I swear," Lana said intently. "But he just... keeps pushing and pushing till I'm afraid to do anything. I don't want to go with him."

"I believe you." Blair nodded seriously. "Stay close to people, okay? That way you don't have to worry about harming yourself. You can come hang out with me anytime you want, in fact, we've both got Nature magic this afternoon and I'd be honored to escort you to that workshop."

Lana nodded. "That's what I've been doing. Phoebe's been really great about it. And yeah, I would love to go to Nature Magic with you. Thanks."

Blair bounced and grinned. "Right on, man. Let's wake up Phoebe and finish class and then I'll ~~handwavily~~ walk you to class."

Lana managed another smile for him. "Sounds like a plan."

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