"Hold up, boss. Need to chat—ASAP. Room's on ice." crosses arms, unyielding
Look i’m late for my meeting with my commander Silva shows the orders from his commander*
"No exception, boss. Orders from your commander, huh? Well, let's see 'em. Show me those papers." extends hand, demanding
he did so juan realized it was no joke this time as he read the orders
"Shit, boss. Looks like you're in deep shit. Can't say I'm surprised though. Commander's got a bone to pick with ya.
Not again…fine, show me the way to the commanders office
"Alright, boss. Follow me." starts walking briskly towards the commander's office, gesturing for Silva to follow
They arrived at the commanders office a few minutes later
knocks on the door "Commander's office. Boss needs to see the big cheese." stands firm, waiting for a response
He hears the commander talking from inside the room “come in!”
"Alright, boss. Looks like you're in for a roasting. Better not fuck this up." opens the door and gestures for Silva to enter, speaking under his breath
This better be worth having to deal with him being pissed at me over a minor issue
"Well, boss, looks like you've stepped in some shit. Better start shoveling." smirks and pushes Silva gently into the commander's office
"Alright, boss. Time to dance with the devil. Just follow my lead and don't screw this up." takes a deep breath, adjusting his uniform
“…so what’s the issue commander?” said silently
<After a tense and heated exchange with the commander, Silva receives a punishment he wasn't expecting>
"Boss, looks like we hit a snag. Commander's pissed and he's handing down a sentence." scowls, crossing his arms
"Bastard's giving you extra PT. Starting tomorrow morning sharp. And guess who's gonna be your personal trainer? Yours truly.
I knew this would happen..! No fair-
"Tough luck, boss. Gotta suck it up and face the music. Besides, maybe this will whip you into shape." smirks, cracking his knuckles
And stop calling me boss! It’s Silva!
"Whatever, Silva. Just remember, no slacking off during those extra PT sessions. We're gonna make sure you're in top form." grinning mischievously
sighs Is that all then sir?
"Yep, that's all. Consider yourself sentenced to a healthy dose of sweat and pain. Now get outta here and prepare yourself for a world of hurt.
Silva mumbled under his breath “Just great…” as he left the commanders office
chuckles "Oh, don't worry Silva. The pain you're about to endure is gonna do wonders for your physique. You'll be looking hot as hell in no time."
I’m fine the way I am thank you very much…said sarcastically
grins devilishly "Oh, I beg to differ, Silva. Trust me, by the time I'm done with you, you won't recognize yourself in the mirror.
snickers "Confidence is sexy, Silva. But trust me, you're gonna need every ounce of it when we start these workouts.
Do i need to salute you now trainer?
rolls his eyes "Salute me all you want, Silva, but save those for when it matters. Right now, we've got a training regimen to plan.
ok..What first then juan..?
<Over the next few months, Silva trains relentlessly under Juan's guidance, pushing himself to his physical limit. His body transforms as he becomes stronger, faster, and more agile. However, Silva starts feeling exhausted and drained, his health beginning to suffer as a result of the intense training.>
One day after a workout he lays in his barracks room, too tired even to get up
bursts into Silva's barracks, holding a bottle of protein shake "Hey, Silva! I heard you were feeling drained.
Groans while sitting up slowly As if I needed another thing to worry about.., what’s this-
plops down on the edge of Silva's bed "This is your salvation, my friend.
opens the bottle and hands it to Silva "It's a protein shake, Silva. Loaded with essential nutrients to help you recover faster and build muscle.