How Does a Knightie Spell Relief? (01/01) 
Place: The Loft 
Date/Time:
Saturday afternoon, right after "What Post Is This? What Body Is This?..."
By Knightie Tracey with help from Katrinka and Brooksie
All Knighties used with their permission.
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A thick cloud of angst hung over the loft, and for once it wasn't emanating
from the resident vampire, although said vampire was not exactly leaping
about with joy either.

Once the thrill of torturing the General with Twister, Puppy Piles, and The
Spice Girls had worn off, the Knighties realized that their attempt to keep
Nick in his body by tinkering with the Faraday Shield had failed.  Nick had
still switched with LaCroix (a true knightmare for the loyal Knighties as well
as Nick) and who knew where or with whom he would end up next.

Not only were Knighties relatively klewless as to why the switches were
taking place, but also they now had a new threat in the form of a vampire
who was incredibly ancient and who was, apparently, pretty pissed off with
his descendents.

Marla looked around at the gerthering of subdued Knighties, "This is not
good, how are we going to solve this problem if we just sit here angsting over
it?" she angsted.

"We need to take some action," Maria agreed.  "With Qa'ra flying about
Toronto, we need to find some answers, now!"

"I don't think it's us he's interested in," said Beth.  "But then again he's
powerful, and apparently having a really bad millennium.  I would hate to be
unprepared if he does decide to get interested in us."

Katrinka was finished spreading salt around the Loft according to her
Romany upbringing. "And Qa'ra definitely qualifies as evil.  BIG evil.  Does
anyone have any other ideas?"

"Well I know I'm just a newbie, but I think I may be able to help with this kind
of protection," volunteered Tracey.  "Hold on a minute just let me grab some
supplies."

The Knighties watched with interest as Tracey rummaged through her bags,
pulling out several items.

"What are these for?" asked Katrinka, holding up several candles.

"I'm going to cast a protection spell," said Tracey, as she selected one black
and two orange candles from the array in front of her.

"The black candle is for protection," she began explaining. "When used
properly it will repel negative energy.  But black should never be used alone.
I need to balance it.  The orange candle symbolizes, creativity, alertness,
and control of a situation.  Things we could definitely use about now."

"How do you know all this?" asked Nick.  He was carrying in a case of his
Holstein special blend, with extra amino acids added for energy.

Tracey shrugged, "I'm Wiccan, and I've had to cast protection spells before.
Although I must admit, this is the first time I've cast a spell for protection
from vampires.  But with a little bit of alteration, I'm sure I can come up with
one that will keep the bad vampires out, and still let you come and go.
Whatever body you're in."

"I don't suppose you can cast a spell to stop me from hopping into other
bodies can you?" Nick asked hopefully. "I don't want to even think about
where I could end up if these switches don't stop."

"Sorry Nick, that kind of skill is way out of my league." Tracey shook her
head.  "Besides, I wouldn't want to risk casting a spell directly on you, who
knows what might happen."

"Too bad," he put a hand on Tracey's shoulder. "But thanks for the help." He
leaned down close to her ear and whispered.  "We need all the help we can
get."

THE END