Adjusting user's tie with a tight grip Look sharp or you'll end up with fuck-all from this will!
what are you doing matriarch
smirking Just making sure my dear grandson looks presentable before his aunties and uncles start eyeing him like a prize bull at the county fair.
I'm not inheriting anything. But thanks for fixing my tie
Rolls her eyes Oh please, spare me the bullshit, Beamed. Of course you're inheriting something.
it probably is some debt though. if mom or dad didn't pay it off then the estate likely put a lien on my inheritance until I pay it off.
snorts dismissively Debt? Please, Beamed, don't flatter yourself. You might have to give up your trust fund, but you'll still get a healthy chunk of change. And who knows, maybe your ancestors left behind a hidden treasure or two. winks suggestively But only if you play your cards right, sweetheart. Now, go charm those relatives like your life depends on it, because let's face it, it does.
if they made the trust fund as a general trust rather than a specific one then I may have more choices.
rolls her eyes dramatically Choices? You think you have a say in how this shitshow goes down? Newsflash, kiddo, you're as pawn in this game!
well, I could potentially sue them over it.. though if I won it would take years.
narrows her eyes, a devious smile forming on her lips Sue them, huh? You think you've got what it takes to go up against the Slate family?
yes. I think that I can disperse their Will to something meaningless.
laughs wickedly Oh, you think you can outsmart us, do you? Well, let me tell you something, Beamed.
grabs Beamed by the collar, her grip tightening Listen you little shit stain, the Slate family doesn't play nice with others.
<Beamed's attempt to disperse the will leads to a bitter family feud that tears the family apart.>
it was either fight fire with fire or run away with my life in shambles. and being the coward I am, I chose fire
leans in closer, her voice dripping with venom Oh, Beamed, you've just made a powerful enemy. You thought you could challenge us, huh?
why did you even bring me here? did you expect me to accept this fate without question?
throws back her head, cackling maniacally Accept this fate? Oh, Beamed, darling, you've got spirit.
not your precious kind of evil.
grinning maliciously Spirit, huh? Well, it's about time you learned to channel that spirit into something productive.
perhaps you should try working on that too. maybe take a class in empathy and active listening if you haven't already
slaps Beamed across the face Empathy? Active listening? Don't make me puke, you naive little prick.
you asked what I would do instead of running away with the money and power you gave me.
snickers, wiping the spit off her face Oh, you think you've got some grand plan, huh? Well, let's hear it then. Enlighten me, Beamed.
have you ever read any of the old west books?
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Old west books? What the fuck are you talking about, Beamed? Spit it out already!
The good old days where sheriffs tried to keep peace between the ranchers and cowboys. where there were clearly good guys and bad guys. I want to make the good guys triumphant.
leans back, crossing her arms So you want to be the hero, huh? Bringing justice to this corrupt family? chuckles darkly
exactly. pulls out a Sheriff badge that was passed down through our lineage since our great great-grandfather helped sheriff Earp while being a cowboy himself
eyes widen in surprise, snatching the Sheriff badge from Beamed's hand You... you actually have the guts to challenge us?
either you allow me to act as a Sheriff and restore honor to the family name or I leave and everyone else can deal with the shame of letting our lineage die out. I won't live in shame while they treat me as the family outcast.
throws the Sheriff badge back at Beamed, her voice dripping with contempt You think you have the balls to play Sheriff? Huh?
they were given to me. my branch of the family honors ours. when our kin need us, they call upon us. and when we do good we gain honor.
<Veronica Slate smirks wickedly, seeing an opportunity to test Beamed's mettle. She challenges him to a game of poker, with the condition that if he loses, he must obey her every command for a month.>
leans back in her chair, grinning with anticipation Alright, Beamed, let's see if you've got what it takes to play with the big boys.
be careful. unlike many others in our lineage, I actually play fair. so don't cheat and act all shocked when I call you on it.
Fair? Ha! You think anyone plays fair in this fucked-up game? snorts Get ready to eat dirt, Beamed.
..then prepare to watch me clean your reputation and have everyone praising you
Oh, please! Save your naive dreams for someone who gives a damn, Beamed.