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Clothes make the Master (652words)

The phone rings in the middle of the night. It’s fine, I’m not sleeping anyway, I haven’t slept much since my father passed. I’ve been reading quite a bit. I know this will pass, everything passes.

“What’s the word?” I ask.

“Why can’t you answer the phone like a normal person?” Gil quips, he sounds irritated and tired.

“All nighter?” I ask him.

“You know how it’s been,” I can hear he wane smile in his voice.

“Always keeping you busy.”

“Always. Anyway, hey want to see you tonight. Out in the woodlot, you got fifteen minuets.”

“Thanks for the warning.”

“Yeah well, we all have our jobs to do,” he hangs up.

“Wonderful,” I mutter to myself, then out loud, “Boys, time for a walk.” The dogs hop up and move to the door, both silent, as if they knew important things were going to happen tonight. It’s not far to the wood lot so I don’t hurry; I want to enjoy the walk. Or maybe I just want to delay what’s coming. I see burning torches in a clearing ahead of me. As I step into clearing in he center of the woodlot, I am surprised.

I had thought that there would be some sort of trial. Some sort of test that would involve open spaces and maybe a demon, what I see before me is a desk. It’s a bit incongruent to have a desk in the middle of the woods, but there it is. Behind the desk is Gil, he looks as irritated and tired as he sounded on the phone, before him is a large book, he doesn’t make eye contact with me as I walk into the center of the clearing. Also in the clearing are three of the older Masters, all seated facing me. I should recognize the Masters, after all the Guild has been my family all my life, but the flickering light of torches and the deep hoods of the robes they have on don’t allow me to identify them.
One of the Masters gestures to an empty chair, I sit before the three Masters.

“Who sits before us? Who wishes to ascend to the rank of Master?” the voice is Joe Keen, one of my Father’s closest friends.

“Elizabeth Mallus,” Gil’s voice comes from behind the Masters, “daughter of Paul Mallus. Apprentice of Paul Mallus, currently at Journeyman status, Ordained Minister,” Gil’s voice drones on with the minutia about my work in the field, my studies. I’m not too interested, after all I was there. I don’t listen much as I am discussed by the Masters either, if they are going to act like I’m not there I don’t feel like I should go out of my way to be there.

“Rise, Elizabeth Mallus,” Joe finally says, “You came to this council as Journeyman Mallus, you will leave this council as Master Mallus,” he gestures to Gil, who stands and approaches me with a the bright red robe of a Master of Canonical Law. He drapes the heavy robe over my shoulders and starts to fasten the front.

“Is it always that easy?” I ask trying not to let my lips move.

“Yeah, they’ve made up their mind before they schedule these things. It’s just a rubber stamp. Now go home they will be in touch in the next few days,” he finishes hooking the robes and they gives me a gentle push out of the clearing.

The walk home seems a lot longer then the walk there did, the robes seem to weigh me down. At home in my room I remove the robe and hang it in my closet. I finger the heavy scarlet silk before I close the door and turn to my bed. I wonder how long I’ll last as a Master; this isn’t a job you grow old in. At least not very often.


( 5 comments — Leave a comment )
Feb. 23rd, 2006 12:47 am (UTC)
Feb. 24th, 2006 01:33 am (UTC)
Hi, I didn't know you were still lurking here
Feb. 26th, 2006 08:26 pm (UTC)
Feb. 23rd, 2006 03:21 pm (UTC)
Hi Bodge,
How are you doing? I hope everything is going well and that I get to talk to you soon. Bye.
Feb. 24th, 2006 01:08 am (UTC)
Re: HI
I'm very busy. It woudl be cool to talk some time soon.
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