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    • The Von Drakes
      The Von Drakes

      "It will alert the authorities?" Frankie gave her a stare back, "I don't know what you expect from an alarm system. It'll repel as much as it can and then snitch."

      She looks over the data that her device printed, clicking her tongue at the unsatisfactory results. This was definitely not something Magica could manage.

      "Although, we could just have it alert you instead if you don't want to get SCPD involved." She offered, "That way you can get here and deal with whatever Italian witch is trying to steal your lucky dime--er, souls."

      She turns back to Malicia, "The basics will be a force field repellent, window and door shields, an alarm system, and video surveillance. We do offer much ... experimental... forms of security for a premium. For example, lasers."

      • Queen Malicia of St. Canard
        Queen Malicia of St. Canard

        Her profound speech was met with a rather disinterested stare. The name 'von Drake' meant nothing to her, and the subject of science was something she scoffed at.

        Sure, science was real. Science could do plenty. But it seemed all Normals strived to 'explain' magic through a scientific lens, which was a fruitless endeavor in Mal's not-so-humble opinion.

        No matter. She didn't care how it was done, so long as it was effective.

        "And if this security system fails...?"

        • The Von Drakes
          The Von Drakes

          "Miss, I'm a von Drake, I'm anything but normal." Frankie grinned. Her head tilted up in pride.

          You would think the mention of 'souls' would have triggered an alarm but instead, Frankie pulled out a complex gadget that began to scan the location.

          "Now, the supernatural? Nothing super about it. Magic has a basis in science. In fact, everything does." Frankie explained, "Sure, most of it is unexplained, but if a chemical explosion can give a 'normal' man superpowers, then science is surely able to explain a pyromancer eventually."

          Her gadget whizzes and beeps up some results.

          "The truth is out there, Miss." Frankie adds, "Anyhow, if you're wondering how I began to research it, there's this obsessive sorceress that's a constant thorn in the side of one of my clients... and that's what started the 'Magic-B-Gone' Forcefield-i-Nator 3000. It repels forces of nature that don't quite share the number of atoms to their natural counterparts."

          • Queen Malicia of St. Canard
            Queen Malicia of St. Canard

            "Souls." She said plainly and perhaps too-casually. "More of an interest for us supernaturals, and therefore why I inquired about your magical safeguards."

            "But..." She was eyeing the duck curiously.

            "You're a Normal. How is it that you have the expertise to fend off magic-users?"

            Although I'm still hedging on that goblin-duck hybrid possibility.

            • The Von Drakes
              The Von Drakes

              Feeling the chill of an icy wind and the absence of the sun now that a shadow of a fat hourglass covered her, Frankie gave a subtle shudder. She turned to look over to her costumer, really straining her neck to try and chance a glance at her face.

              "Ah, yeah, that's me. Please, call me Frankie." The pseudo-duckling answered, "So, what's the contraband I gotta keep safe, hm? We offer the 'Cops Literally Can't Do their Jobs In Calisota' package for that kind of situation. SHUSH and vigilante proof systems come at a premium though. Those guys actually do their jobs."

              She talked too much. She talked too freely.

              "The Beagle Boy package is just a tub of water over the door. It has a 100% catch rate."

              • Queen Malicia of St. Canard
                Queen Malicia of St. Canard

                "Precisely why it works for my purposes." A voice rumbled from behind her.

                Standing with her hands on her hips, she was (quite literally) looking over the significantly shorter duck.

                Hmm... I didn't think it was common for goblins to engage in inter-species mating with ducks.

                "You are 'Franziska', yes?"

                • The Von Drakes
                  The Von Drakes

                  Gods bless GPS. Frankie found herself at the warehouse of her new client like a charm. She could have almost forgotten she was in a completely new city.

                  With the client nowhere in sight, Frankie decided to go ahead and scout out the surroundings of the warehouse, all the while ticking off check marks on her clipboard.

                  "Prime real estate, you are not..."

                  • Queen Malicia of St. Canard
                    Queen Malicia of St. Canard

                    Jumping back in surprise at the sudden appearance of paperwork. What sorcery was this?

                    "....Right. Here's the address then. I'll met you there."

                    • The Von Drakes
                      The Von Drakes

                      "Caaaan dooo. Let me get the appropriate forms... here you go. Please fill out sections 1-a, 2-a, not 3-a, 1-b, and 3-z. Pay no mind to the section called liability.... Aaaaaand you're set! I'll be your consultant, Ms. Franziska von Drake. Shall we head onto your warehouse?"

                      • Queen Malicia of St. Canard
                        Queen Malicia of St. Canard

                        "....Commercial then." Empty warehouses tend to count as 'business' don't they?

                        • The Von Drakes
                          The Von Drakes

                          "Um, that's against zoning laws? I don't care if you live in an empty McDuckMart but that would still be zoned as commercial. Same thing if you sell sillicone injections from the comfort of your own home, it'd still be residential."

                          • Queen Malicia of St. Canard
                            Queen Malicia of St. Canard

                            "Uh." Blank stare.

                            "Both?"

                            • The Von Drakes
                              The Von Drakes

                              "Give me ten more minutes.... goddammit, fucking Warwick got caught. GG. Alright, I'm free now to go over to your place. My team surrendered. Is this commercial or residential?"

                              • Queen Malicia of St. Canard
                                Queen Malicia of St. Canard

                                "Hmm... interesting. When can I schedule an appointment for consultation?"

                                • The Von Drakes
                                  The Von Drakes

                                  "We custom tailor all your maximum security needs! Consultation is free right now as a 'Grand Opening' celebration to St. Canard Residents. In fact, magical invasions is one of our specialties thanks to a certain Magicka deSpell's obsession with our number one customer's Number One Dime."

                                  • Queen Malicia of St. Canard
                                    Queen Malicia of St. Canard

                                    "Your company provides exquisite maximum security, yes? Do you secure against magical invasions, as well as physical?"