Oct. 30th, 2006

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OOM 1: Not as Rosy as Everything Seems to Be

It would be fair to say that, while Dooku and Bonzo had presumptively seen eye-to-eye on everything, there was a lot neither was saying. Dooku was expecting Bonzo to be able to wave his hands and make all attachments vanish. Bonzo, on the other hand, was expecting to be knighted reasonably quickly, although he was a bit more patient on this front. Bonzo also, in spite of a truckload of advice and so forth to the contrary, has been expecting to go out and save the world. Thus sets the stage for the first major spat between Master and Padawan to date.

Bonzo knocks on the door to Dooku's room. "You wanted to see me, Master?"

"Yes, Bonzo. Come on in."

Bonzo enters, quietly closing the door behind him. "Bonzo, I wanted to ask you why you insisted on going back with Petra. I understand rescuing her, to some extent, but your insistence on going back concerns me."

Bonzo sighs. "I didn't want her to get hurt."

"And what of our earlier discussion about your attachment to her?"

"I have been trying to control it."

"Trying is not enough." That is said with a certain degree of firmness that makes Bonzo flinch.

"Master, I know. But she's a friend..."

"And an attachment. Look what that attachment made you do the first time you went back." The firmness causes another flinch, this time at least in part because of the memories it brings back. "I seem to recall hearing a story in here about someone else who lost their temper in a very similar situation." And that just sends shivers down Bonzo's spine.

"I...I..." Pause. "I have failed you, Master." He says that, stung by admitting his failures.

Dooku, however, does not stop there, like he did before. "You failed to control your attachments, and you failed to control yourself, Bonzo. These are very grave failures, and they do not bode well at all for you." The look on Dooku's face is somewhere between frustrated and furious...not explosively furious, but furious just the same. "Go to your room and think about what you have done wrong in the last few weeks. Then, we can talk about this further."

Bonzo nods, bows slightly, and leaves the room...stung deeply by the meeting.



Bonzo makes his way back to his room. Once there, he closes his eyes to think.

How did I fail?

Was it by having the attachment, as Master Dooku said, or was it by failing to control it, as Corran said?

And how can a Jedi be married if attachments are forbidden?

Either Dooku is missing something or Corran is missing something.


There's a pause in Bonzo's thinking, and then he shakes his head.

Does Dooku know what he's talking about? And is Dr. Crowe right that I shouldn't get rid of my attachments?

He spends maybe an hour sitting in his room, thinking this over, before he realizes that time is passing, and before his train of thought finally comes to a stop somewhere.

Dooku must be wrong...maybe his answers work for him, but they don't work for me.

And, with that, Bonzo abandons Dooku's impressed doctorine of absolute detachment, although not without a little hesitation at where that might go.

Let's just hope that this doesn't get me into another bathroom.



While Bonzo is busy throwing out Dooku's teachings, Dooku is busy having his own internal monologue, something that it has come to the attention of the mun that he has disregarded while he should have been developing it. For this, an apology is owed, and the mun will attempt to resolve that in the future.

I thought he'd be able to embrace detachment much more easily than he has...it does remind me of why we take children into the Order so young.

How did Qui-Gon make a Jedi out of Ray, then? Did he adhere to all that we know, or did he selectively apply it? And if so, what did he exclude?

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