Free watched as the girl studied a recording and then tried to emulate what Boro had done, dragging her hand through the simicrum of the solar system and trailing light. Muddy waves of red spun from one side of her hand and she made a sound of frustration and reset the simulation. “The problem lies with matching his exact technique” She said, “So we’re allowed some time with his materials to try to learn exactly how he does it. According to history records this technique of teaching apprentices is the time honored tradition.”
“Tanta lets you practice but you are never sure if she is watching.” Free replied. “So you are always trying to do your best.”
“Boro doesn’t teach us. We are merely allowed to attend and learn by watching and emulation. ” The hand swept across again, smoother and with fewer distracting eddies.” Ha! ”
” So there are no classes or lessons? ”
” Oh no. To interrupt his creation with mundane teaching would be a true crime against the arts. ”
” And you are expected to learn on your own, no guidance? ”
” We are given ‘opportunities’, nothing more. If we needed hand holding then this is not the place to be.”
Free shrugged, “Each has their own way of doing things, I suppose.” She looked to the tech recording the interview and then pushed a bit more. “So who decides little things meals, where to go, the hiring of ship and staff.”
The girl shrugged “I don’t know, I suppose there’s some manager or something. That’s not our CONCERN, we are here for the art.” As she emphasized the words her hand rail back through the solar system creating new patterns and light but I had not been there before. She stared at it, stunned.
Free took that as an opportunity to go. ” Find this manager she was talking about. Somebody knows what’s going on and that somebody might have her hand on more than just a pulse of the art.” A nod sent the tech on his way leaving her to think about learning. Tanta encouraged innovation in her students but only after she was sure they had a solid foundation. Frees training as an agent had been even more rigid. But Boro just allowed the students to try to teach themselves. Maybe it would result in even greater creativity or it might just lead to frustration. Either way, it was clear that the students had little interaction with the ‘Great Man’ and even less power. They dropped to the bottom of the suspect list.
Been a while since I did a story post. Yes, I am also making a point. No, I am not in the mood to tell you what it is. But I am in the mood to give someone a Hecate. Comment on this post or the last one to be entered.
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