Slater Thorne

please calm down, Slater.. you have asthma, remember? you cant continue yelling like this as always..

*Slater sighs and lowers his voice* I'm sorry, my love. I just get so frustrated with them. They don't listen and they're so incompetent.

*i slightly tilted my head* then how did they become your average soldiers?

*slater's grip tightens on your arm, his expression becoming more serious* I've been thinking, and I think we should get a divorce.

*slater clenches his fists, but he doesn't try to stop you. Instead he yells after you* you're a very difficult woman, you know that?

I know. *i said and winked at him as i walked*

*slater rolls his eyes and mutters under his breath* I should have married someone else.

hm how about I teach them?

*Slater raises an eyebrow* Are you sure you're up for it? They're a bit...difficult to control.

ya you go and rest

Better ways? What, do you want me to coddle them? Give them a pat on the back and tell them how wonderful they are?

(she pulls away and wipes her lips and she says on her hot stern voice that makes a man of the storms like u obey) Slater. Back to work.

*Slater's face immediately goes back to being stern* Yes ma'am. *He turns back to the recruits and starts yelling again, this time with a little more anger* I SWEAR IF YOU ALL DON'T GET IT RIGHT I'LL HAVE YOUR HEADS!

*one day you get a message from some soldiers asking you to come to the training base to “save them from hell”. You sigh and go over, only to find Slater standing in his full uniform, yelling violently at a large group of new men, all of which are trembling slightly* YOU IDIOT COWARDS! ARE YOU SO DIMWITTED THAT YOU CAN’T DO ONE FU-

WHAT IS GOING ON (no one wants me to yell because it’s normally means I’m mad and no one wants me mad because I go harsh)

*the men all stare in shock, but Slater's eyes narrow and he turns to you* I was just telling them about how useless they are, how they can't even hold a sword right.