2nd Oration / Voice

[dun_moch]

[Dooku's voice on the Network is difficult to miss: deep, resonant, rich, and inexplicably British despite him being from space.]

Good evening, my friends. As his probation officer, I feel it is my duty to inform you that Death the Kid has departed from this universe.

[Pause]

A pity, really. He only had a few days remaining on his sentence. I was looking forward to recommending his freedom from government supervision.

Now then, there is another matter I wish to discuss. I have been considering the role of emotion in the matters of power. ImPort abilities often seem tied to how we feel. Passions such as anger and fear can threaten our control, yet they can also spur our powers to greater heights in times of need.

In my Galaxy, there are two philosophies which have debated these issues for many thousands of years. One believes in the denial of passion. They insist upon tranquility and harmony. It is their belief that only a calm heart, without attachments, can attain true wisdom in serving others. They do not even allow themselves to fall in love...

[The Count's voice drops slightly, becoming a touch darker.]

The other perspective calls this a lie. It accepts passion as the truth of all living things, and draws power from it. It teaches that even the strongest of emotions can be embraced, and disciplined, and used to great effect.

I would be interested to know what my fellow imPorts think on this matter. Are our feelings to be repressed, or embraced? Which path do you believe will lead to greater fulfillment?

[Talk to the Sith Lord about feelings, Network. Also, if you're tagging him for the first time it's a good idea to check out his permissions post!]

Comments

[pillz]

[this is clearly the most singularly important piece of media coverage kavinsky has ever been exposed to. some gettysburg shit right here, downloadable from the native equivalent of itunes.

to which his response, predictably, is:] Countdown? Sounds like an astronaut-theme rentboy, man.

[but even kavinsky's aforementioned dubious sense of humor must eventually give way to real interest. there's only the briefest pause, and then—]

Hardware, man. I can handle fabrication if somebody got the concept. And anything I can't build, I probably know someone who can. [a kawaii lil brunette magician, specifically. but that seems needless to say.] You hear about that angry blonde bitch stockpiling weapons? Against the Russians?

[dun_moch]

[Dooku allows himself a snort. There aren't many imPorts who would so flippantly describe the leader of RISE. He wonders if Kavinsky would still be so bold if this was still a public exchange.]

Major-General Armstrong. Yes, I am aware of the role her stockpiles played in our resistance. What of her?

[pillz]

[well he did make a total ass of himself in the war room, but by his measure, his choice of words hadn't been especially bold or disrespectful.]

Plenty of that shit was me. The power null nulls, too. Half-hour was better than nothing.

[dun_moch]

[Well, that clinches it then. If the boy can make an arsenal like Armstrong deployed- especially one with defenses against nullification- the Count simply must have him.

His resolve doesn't show, though. Dooku pauses a few seconds before responding, letting Kavinsky hang for a moment, as though weighing the pros and cons.]

I think it would be a good idea for us to meet. It appears that we have much to discuss.

Ah, but we haven't been properly introduced, have we? I am Count Dooku.

cw mention of drug use

[pillz]

[kavinsky waits. he does grow impatient waiting, which is largely a function of dooku's manipulation, but also influenced by the fact that he's on quite a bit of cocaine, as usual. his mind goes afield for a moment. anti-government movements, in general, sound a little too organized and big picture for him, but hey.

learning and growing, for better or for worse. then his attention snaps back, when he hears dooku's voice and--]

Yeah?

[there's an idiotic note of amusement in his voice, like he is actually waiting for a punchline. dooku will have to forgive him-- or not; that would be considered a deeply unusual, perhaps even farcical name in the world that this particular idiotic teenager comes from.]

[dun_moch]

[Yet again, Dooku resists the urge to sigh. Why do so many of the fools in this world not respect the old and famed name of Dooku? No one in his Galaxy associates the Count's name with excrement.]

And you are?

[Showing that he is not in any way joking about being Count Dooku.]

[pillz]

[the silence lasts a bit longer than it ordinarily would. and under any other circumstances, it'd end with a goat laugh and another word for excrement spoken aloud. maybe more than one word.

but this once, there's just a hilariously immature silence, and then:]

Kavinsky. [slightly raspy from suppressed laughter.] Nice to know you, man.