[Qui-Gon nods along with Ezra's words, letting him speak without interruption and digesting all he had to say. He's a bright boy who's asking necessary questions, but something about the implications seems just off track enough to be worrisome. Still, Qui-Gon reserves judgment and focuses on understanding where Ezra's coming from instead.]
You mean well, Ezra, and I can see why you would want to, but a Jedi cannot cooperate with anger in the way you're suggesting. Not without coming dangerously close to the Dark Side.
[Brief flashes of Qui-Gon's own brush with darkness come to mind, how only the voice of a love lost could snap him out of his crazed crusade against anyone who got in his way, knowingly or not. How he nearly turned an entire planet inside out on his quest to enact revenge on those who'd ripped Tahl away from his arms, and his heart into shreds.]
[When he speaks again, there's an underlying sadness in his words... the sadness that comes from personal experience and haunted memories. He seems to be looking through Ezra, even though he's undoubtedly addressing him]
That's how Jedi are seduced and eventually fall into its depths. You're granted a taste of the raw power available at your fingertips, you use it to complete the task you've set, and then you are promised more.
The possibilities are endless: you can save whomever you want, you can accomplish whatever you deem necessary, and soon you start to believe you are invincible. Nobody can stand in your way because you will not let them. You have the resources to stop them, and you won't settle for incapacitation.
You'll want nothing more than complete dominance. Utter destruction. You'll want them to suffer not because you believe it's justice, but because somewhere deep down inside you'll enjoy watching them break.
[It takes a few moments before he can meet Ezra's eyes, although Qui-Gon does eventually manage it.]
Using anger as a tool is the first step down that path. I've seen it far too many times before, and I don't want to see it happen again.
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You mean well, Ezra, and I can see why you would want to, but a Jedi cannot cooperate with anger in the way you're suggesting. Not without coming dangerously close to the Dark Side.
[Brief flashes of Qui-Gon's own brush with darkness come to mind, how only the voice of a love lost could snap him out of his crazed crusade against anyone who got in his way, knowingly or not. How he nearly turned an entire planet inside out on his quest to enact revenge on those who'd ripped Tahl away from his arms, and his heart into shreds.]
[When he speaks again, there's an underlying sadness in his words... the sadness that comes from personal experience and haunted memories. He seems to be looking through Ezra, even though he's undoubtedly addressing him]
That's how Jedi are seduced and eventually fall into its depths. You're granted a taste of the raw power available at your fingertips, you use it to complete the task you've set, and then you are promised more.
The possibilities are endless: you can save whomever you want, you can accomplish whatever you deem necessary, and soon you start to believe you are invincible. Nobody can stand in your way because you will not let them. You have the resources to stop them, and you won't settle for incapacitation.
You'll want nothing more than complete dominance. Utter destruction. You'll want them to suffer not because you believe it's justice, but because somewhere deep down inside you'll enjoy watching them break.
[It takes a few moments before he can meet Ezra's eyes, although Qui-Gon does eventually manage it.]
Using anger as a tool is the first step down that path. I've seen it far too many times before, and I don't want to see it happen again.