WHO: Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Bakura
WHERE: School of comfy jammies!
WHEN: Friday afternoon
WARNINGS: Gratuitous Mulan references
SUMMARY: Bakura wants to become stronger. What better way to accomplish this than to thwack him with sticks?
FORMAT: What format?
So far, attempts to bolster Bakura's confidence in himself through more physical applications were going... poorly.
Qui-Gon, even in instructing young children for an afternoon as a sort of guest lecturer, had never had to deal with a timid pupil. He felt he could attribute this in part to the nature of children, eager to please and possessing an awareness of their limitations that is only occasionally present. Bakura, being a fully-formed young man, had had ample time to recognize and dwell on his limitations. To the point of neurosis, it seemed.
"Bakura, it is key that you swing at me with the intent to hit me," he said for what felt to him like the tenth time that afternoon. In reality, it was only the third. "I will not be upset if you do. It is the point of the exercise."