The Inheritance

[dragonrazor]

OOC:The setting for this one is a farm and ranch in southern Iowa. This RP is reserved for myself and Sienna. She will be using a Furry named Dawn, a dog-girl



A young man sighed, driving slowly to the farm he had just inherited. He wasn't exactly thrilled to having inherited his great-grandparents' farm, though it was very, very spacious. As he drove, he spoke on the phone, talking to his sister, who was teasing him about having to become a farmboy now. As he pulled up to the farm, he said goodbye to her, and hung up, looking at the farm. He pulled the car to a stop, and got out, looking around more closely.


Four Days Earlier:

"To my Great-Grandson Frank Verler, I leave the farm and ranch. I do this because I believe you need it more than I ever did. I think you can do wonderful things with it, just remember that the Caretaker is your friend."

Frank was shocked, having expected to get a painting or something. But to be left a farm and ranch...He hadn't expected it, and wasn't sure he had wanted it. He sighed, and started to get up, before being handed the keys and the deed, which he signed slowly. He left, ignoring the looks from the rest of the family, many of whom had wanted to sell the farm.


Now:

He looked around, seeing no one, and decided to shout to see if anyone could hear him.

"HELLO!? ANYONE HERE??" He was almost hoping no one was there. He continued looking around, appraising the farm with an expert eye in regards to monetary value, and then visual appeal, starting to think of living there.

 

[Sienna]

Dawn:

I had been living and working on the old farm for almost ten years now, since I was a child. Then during the past three years I had lost both parents who were the caretakers before me. Their demise was tragic, both killed in a fatal car accident on their way back from town.

I was strong. It took a while to get over the initial shock of loosing the only two people in my life I ever loved, but here I am. I am coping fine thanks to old Mister Verler.

I was expecting the new owners to turn up anytime. I wasn't sure about meeting this great grandson who had inherited the place. I was told very little about him. And sure enough, as I returned from town that afternoon in the station wagon, there was my expected visitors car parked outside the farmhouse.

As I jumped out of the wagon I called out, "Who are you?" He seemed kind of cute, good looking. I could tell he was one of the Verler clan. But, I wanted him to introduce himself.

 

[dragonrazor]

Frank blinked, looking around, before spotting the source of the voice calling out to him. He spotted the stationwagon, and looked up to see a very beautiful woman with features making her resemble a collie looking at him. He stood there awestruck for a few seconds, then shook his head to clear it, and walked slowly over to her. He stuck out his hand, the only thing he could think of to do.

"Hi, I'm Frank Verler. I just inherited this place. And you are?" He spoke calmly, clearly, though his mind was running through a large amount of thoughts.

~Wow, she's a hottie. I wonder who she is, and what she's doing here. And how she got to look that good in those jeans. I think I want to get to know her better.~

 

[Sienna]

"I'm Dawn Lee, the caretaker." I shook his hand, feeling his light grip. He had soft hands, a city guy. "I was expecting you." I pretended to be a little shy, but I wasn't that shy. It gave me an advantage I thought, so I could pretend also not to look him over. I liked what I saw. Atleast he looked educated and not like most of the local guys around. Wealthy too, being the owner.

I waited and watched him, arms folded. I think he liked what he saw, even though I was not in my finest attire. A pair of well worn denim dungarees and a tatty old shirt wasn't exactly high fashion. Atleast it was me, for now.

"What do you think of it so far... appearence? It does well, especially the cattle. You have three fine men who take care of things out there." I pointed towards the vastness of the surroundings. "Not sure how many acres you own, but at the last count you had roughly four thousand head of cattle."

He seemed impressed.

 

[dragonrazor]

Frank watched her for a moment, then looked in the direction she pointed, taking in the sight. He thought carefully, making mental notes, regarding the land itself, appraising what he could do to increase the collateral of the place. He gasped when she mentioned how much cattle there were on the land, and turned to face her, staring into her eyes, wideeyed. He had a slackjawed, idiotic look on her face from the shock of the number she mentioned. He quickly recovered, however, and did quick mental calculations, looking at her. When he felt he could speak again without a squeak in his voice, he opened his mouth.

"That many? What do they do with them? And what do you do here, aside from upkeep and what not?"

He found himself unable to resist asking about her, having to force himself to keep his eyes on hers.

 

[Sienna]

I took him into the farmhouse and shown him around. It ws pretty big and his great grandfather used to live here many years ago before moving out to the big city. I thought he would know all of this, but it seemed that Frank was a little behind on his own family history.

"I basically keep this farmhouse going and make sure everything runs ok. I suppose I'm the manager. I like to get my hands dirty too sometimes by going for supplies and stuff."

I continued to show him the six bedrooms and the old study, which impressed him even more. The walls were covered in old family portraits, painted ones of his distant ancestors.

I watched him study them closely and wondered how much he really knew about them?

 

[dragonrazor]

Frank studied one of the paintings, smiling slightly, as it was of his grandmother. He turned to look at her slowly. He picked up a small book, and flipped through the pages. He closed the book, and set it down. "So, how long have you been here? And I suppose I'll need to defer to you for any help I need here."

He smiled, looking at her, thoughts running through his head, not all of them pure and business in nature. He kept these thoughts hidden fairly well, sitting down at the desk to hide his growing ardour. He pulled his chair closer to the desk, suddenly wondering if she was single.

 

[dragonrazor]

bumptime

 

[Sienna]

I sat on the desk, looking at Frank as I told him my life story to date, briefly. He listened intently and then I told everything I did on the farm in detail. The farm hands doing all the heavy duty stuff. I think he was surprised in finding out I could cope with all the intelligent stuff, especially with my lack of education. What I didn't tell him was... I had help from a friend.

Claude Maxwell would often visit whenever he was in the area. He was a financier from New York. I did not want to give too much information away. Besides, Claude and I had a little more than just a friendly business relationship. Claude called in for "other business" too, as well as financial advice. We had a very amicable agreement.

 

[dragonrazor]

Frank smiled, listening to her responses, and sat thinking for a few minutes. He thought she was hiding something, but brushed it aside mentally, and leaned back in the chair. "So, what do I have to do, and why did I inherit this place from my great grandfather?" He looked at her, slightly confused on that last part.

He found his attention wondering during her explanation, mostly about her measurements and what she could do in bed. He shook his head almost imperceptibly, and tried to focus.