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Mace, after his teaching and training duties, does indulge in idleness. At least once in a while.

That is why he is sitting near the fireplace, with a book and tea, looking very relaxed, and also botherable.

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Dooku is in the Bar as well, and he is not having a good evening. So, he arrives at the fireplace with a troubled look on his face and sits down near Mace.

"Good evening, Master Windu."

"Good evening, master Dooku. How are you?" Mace almost raises a brow, watching Dooku, feeling the distress.

Dooku shakes his head. "My padawan is currently sitting in the cells." A pause. "He went back home before his training was anywhere near complete, and fell in with a bad crowd."

Translation: Not My Fault.

"What exactly did he do?" Mace now raises that brow, not believeing much on 'Not My Fault' statements.

A very deep sigh. "We had a...difference of opinion, and he lost his temper. Badly."

"He has a problem controlling his emotions, then; lack of discipline."

A subtle You Should Have Trained Him Better, or just a comment.

Dooku takes the point, and sighs. "He is the one who ran back to his homeworld far before I thought he should have." A sigh. "I confiscated his lightsaber in response to that problem, however, I would note."

"And why he did it? Did he discuss what he wanted to do back in his world, before going without permission?" Mace closes his book completely, focusing on the problem at hand.

"There was an impending war." Dooku shakes his head. "He managed to end up on the wrong side of it, working for a psychopath." And a groan. "One he had killed in a paralell reality on a follow-up to a mission he, Petra Arkanian, Master Kenobi, and myself had accompanied him on." A pause. "The follow-up consisted of only himself and Ms. Arkanian."

"And what exactly was this argument you two had now, that I am guessing, ended in violence?" He will not sigh at the repetition of some sad facts of the universe. No.

"I confronted him about his...activities, and he did not take my criticism very well." Never mind that Dooku had, at least in part, baited the reaction when he saw what was going on...

"You provoked him. Knowing he had poor self-control." Oh, Mace saw it coming from a mile away. "And now, he is in the cells, and you effectively lost your student."

Dooku frowns. "I did not expect his self control to be nearly as poor as it was when I confronted him. It has diminished greatly since I saw him before." A pause. "If I lost him, it was before he returned to the Bar." And he is quite adamant about that.

"And what you plan to do now, Master Dooku?" Because it all filters down to that question.

Dooku sighs. "That, Master Windu, is the problem." A pause. "I am not certain what to do in order to..." He shakes his head. "...to prevent him from at least falling further than he has already."

"regaining his trust would be a good step. Also, convincing him that what he did, no matter how good his intentions were, was wrong."

"He thinks what he did was absolutely correct." It's the truth, unfortunately. "I tried, and it went nowhere."

"How you tried, Master Dooku? There are different ways, you can point out the flaws, or guide them to find the flaws themselves."

Dooku thinks this over. "I am not certain how to guide these flaws out." A pause. "His convictions on this matter run very deep, and he is not likely to abandon them without significant resistance."

"What does one do, when a rock is too large to be moved, Master Dooku?" Yes, back to the basic lessons of a Jedi.

"You go around it." Pause. "How does one get around this rock?"

"I would have to get to know it, before advising on how." Mace nods to him; it is an offer of help.

Dooku toys with refusing. He really does consider declining the offer. But...he's already stepped in the bantha poodoo, so he decides to ask for someone to help him not step in anymore. "Would you like me to introduce you to him?"

To be frank, Obi-Wan Kenobi was his first choice for any help, if just because Obi-Wan and Bonzo knew eachother decently well...and because Obi-Wan had dealt with his own difficult case, too.

"Better not, he would be wary of someone you introduced; I will seek him out myself." Mace nods, already planning ahead on how to crack the hard nut of a rebellious student.

Dooku nods. "Understood." A pause. "He might still be in the infirmary if he's not in the cells. He was slightly injured when I disarmed him."

"I will look for him at both places, and see if he is willing to talk about his point of view on the issue." Mace nods again, mind working in a strategy.

Dooku nods. "I wish you the best luck with him. Hopefully, you can work from a different angle than I have been." Or at least get me some insight into how to deal with this mess.

"I will do my best, master Dooku." Mace gets up, and bows to the other Jedi, leaving in search of Bonzo next.

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