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The Care and Feeding Of (Human) Sidekicks, Friday, 3rd Period
What with this being the second week of classes, Batman chose not to make a dramatic entrance today. He just arrived in the Danger Shop, which looked a hell of a lot like a convention hall today.
"My apologies for not being available for class last week," he said. "That leaves us with less time to get to the heart of leadership, so I won't waste time explaining my absence. Don't bother asking."
"And that's the very first thing you need to understand about leadership. There's room for nuance. You can be open with your sidekick. You can take input and suggestions. But the unique relationship with a sidekick requires one unyielding rule: what you say is final. If you can make that clear early, you might make it work for quite a while."
"But nobody said it was going to be easy to make that clear," Batman said as he pulled the shop remote out of his belt. After pressing a button, two ten year old boys with dark hair and plain matching outfits - with capes - appeared. One was dressed in red, the other in blue. "Meet Dane," he said, pointing to the red one, "and Jay. They're your sidekicks for this session. Pick one and lead him from the lobby here to the exit over there."
Batman pointed alllllllll the way across the convention hall. And then he pressed another button. Suddenly the hall was filled with people in costumes, booths, people who looked like they were probably famous for something or other, and all sorts of visual and audio stimulus that a ten year old boy might find rather distracting.
"No powers. No violence. Use whatever in-born leadership skills you have to lead your sidekick," Batman said. "Good luck."
"My apologies for not being available for class last week," he said. "That leaves us with less time to get to the heart of leadership, so I won't waste time explaining my absence. Don't bother asking."
"And that's the very first thing you need to understand about leadership. There's room for nuance. You can be open with your sidekick. You can take input and suggestions. But the unique relationship with a sidekick requires one unyielding rule: what you say is final. If you can make that clear early, you might make it work for quite a while."
"But nobody said it was going to be easy to make that clear," Batman said as he pulled the shop remote out of his belt. After pressing a button, two ten year old boys with dark hair and plain matching outfits - with capes - appeared. One was dressed in red, the other in blue. "Meet Dane," he said, pointing to the red one, "and Jay. They're your sidekicks for this session. Pick one and lead him from the lobby here to the exit over there."
Batman pointed alllllllll the way across the convention hall. And then he pressed another button. Suddenly the hall was filled with people in costumes, booths, people who looked like they were probably famous for something or other, and all sorts of visual and audio stimulus that a ten year old boy might find rather distracting.
"No powers. No violence. Use whatever in-born leadership skills you have to lead your sidekick," Batman said. "Good luck."
Fight through the Con
Re: Fight through the Con
Jay looked right back at her. "You wouldn't."
Korra crossed her arms. "Try me."