"You have reached Count Dooku. I regret that I am unavailable to answer your hail. Kindly leave a message, and I shall respond at the earliest opportunity."
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I am still evaluating what this 'bubble', as you put it, has to offer. But I will say that the range of perspectives I have encountered has been quite stimulating.
[Dooku will admit that thus far the imPorts are, in general, a little more intelligent and intriguing than the frequently dull inhabitants of his own Galaxy. A little.]
What if I were to tell you that there was a philosophy in my Galaxy that has contemplated the same questions you study for many thousands of years? A school of thought which understands the power of fear... and explores its control?
Well, I would tell you I find the concept fascinating. Then I would question why you wish to share it with me, as you are doubtlessly aware of my reputation.
[Crane doesn't trust anyone. This man is a little more strident than the others in this dump, to share such information. But the question is why is he sharing it at all? What does he want?]
But you speak of philosophy. I speak of science. Active experimentation.
[Yes, you can guess what that means.]
My understanding of fear has no equal. But that does not mean my search is over. What is the name of this school of philosophy?
That is a good question. You are quite a fearsome terrorist, after all. Your experimentation is infamous. While I see nothing harmful with granting you a few minutes polite conversation, others might be less charitable. I would hate for there to be a misunderstanding with my fine new imPort friends about why I am discussing such matters with the terrible Scarecrow.
[A pause, letting the implications (and flattery) swirl as they will in Crane's mind.]
Yes, I believe it would be wiser to distance myself for now. I have many other pressing matters to concern myself with. I thank you for your courtesy regarding Harleen Quinzel, Doctor Crane. Perhaps we will speak more on these topics another time. Until then, I will hope for your successful rehabilitation.
[Another beat, then:]
Oh. And the name of this philosophy is the Dark Side.
[Fearsome. Infamous. The need for caution. A terror of being associated with him, even if Dooku doesn't particularily care for society's opinion underneath it all.
One can imagine him preening himself, pleased with his own intellect.]
It is by no means irrational that an emotion that frightens everyone throughout the galaxy is referred to as darkness. [He supposes. The phrase itself is simplistic. But the most beautiful things in life can be simple.] But it not the darkness that makes day so bright? Anyway, I digress. This has been a pleasing conversation.
no subject
[Dooku will admit that thus far the imPorts are, in general, a little more intelligent and intriguing than the frequently dull inhabitants of his own Galaxy. A little.]
What if I were to tell you that there was a philosophy in my Galaxy that has contemplated the same questions you study for many thousands of years? A school of thought which understands the power of fear... and explores its control?
no subject
[Crane doesn't trust anyone. This man is a little more strident than the others in this dump, to share such information. But the question is why is he sharing it at all? What does he want?]
But you speak of philosophy. I speak of science. Active experimentation.
[Yes, you can guess what that means.]
My understanding of fear has no equal. But that does not mean my search is over. What is the name of this school of philosophy?
no subject
[A pause, letting the implications (and flattery) swirl as they will in Crane's mind.]
Yes, I believe it would be wiser to distance myself for now. I have many other pressing matters to concern myself with. I thank you for your courtesy regarding Harleen Quinzel, Doctor Crane. Perhaps we will speak more on these topics another time. Until then, I will hope for your successful rehabilitation.
[Another beat, then:]
Oh. And the name of this philosophy is the Dark Side.
no subject
One can imagine him preening himself, pleased with his own intellect.]
It is by no means irrational that an emotion that frightens everyone throughout the galaxy is referred to as darkness. [He supposes. The phrase itself is simplistic. But the most beautiful things in life can be simple.] But it not the darkness that makes day so bright? Anyway, I digress. This has been a pleasing conversation.