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The docks of Mock Town weren't exactly the image one would think they would see when they imagined a town's docks. Along with the nighttime fog that hazed over the waters and along the wooden planks that served to allow sailors to safely walk into town, it was also littered with abandoned warehouses, or at least warehouses that should be abandoned. Some of them were only abandoned in name alone, being homes to squatters or smugglers. It was a bit of a balance, as when the smugglers didn't need to import or export their stolen goods the squatters would then use them as homes, and the other way around was just the same, where when squatters were moving in the smugglers would be gone. It was a circle of life for the downtrodden and pitiful, and while Legosi is most certainly not one of those that actually live in the warehouses, he was lucky enough to board one up, kicking the others out.
This would serve for them to safely talk about this job without anyone else actually butting in or overhearing. It was also perfect because during this span of three days the young buck's antlers had shed, leaving him with no antlers, broken or not. As he waited, his left arm freshly stitched and bandaged up, he would reflect on his appearance. It was disgustingly feminine without his antlers, what with his lean body and softer features. It was hardly anything anyone would call intimidating. He had wondered what he could do to change that, and yet he came up with nothing. Face paint would be wasted on him due to his fur and the same went for conventional tattoos. Hell, the only reason his marking of No.4 on his right shoulder was still visible was because they actually branded that into his skin and then inked it in afterwards, as a means to ensure it was a permanent symbol of how little value he was.
With a heavy sigh, he already knew he couldn't do anything, so while looking at himself in the broken mirror he would slide back on his dress clothes, fitting them to his body and ensuring that he still looked proper, even with the light blood stain that came down from his head past his left eye from the antler shedding. He can clean that off later, for now he had to wait for the others to come. He already knew he was here earlier than planned, but that was so he could actually get things prepared. Legosi already knew the others wanted to rob Goh, meaning that they more than likely didn't wish to get into a fight, but he wanted more than that, not to mention that if the guards and co end up killing Bermudo then all the better, since that would mean he won't have to deal with the lion afterwards.
He wanted to ensure they would actually encounter Goh while also ensuring that they wouldn't have to deal with too much opposition, and the only way to make sure that they do would be to wait until after tonight's fight, meaning early morning. That's more than perfect, as that means at the most four people should be present, and those four would be Goh and his three guards he keeps on the premises at all times. As for the target, Legosi already knew that the slob kept his things within the manager's office, locked away from all fighters unless they were certain kinds of Minks that needed to give him a "special favor" before they can participate. Unfortunately for both himself and Goh, Legosi was one such Mink, and he had done it enough times that he knew where to look. The only real issue was actually getting there without getting killed.
That was something that can be discussed with the others though, and so he would wait around the entrance of the warehouse for the others to arrive, formulating a plan as he did so.
The docks of Mock Town weren't exactly the image one would think they would see when they imagined a town's docks. Along with the nighttime fog that hazed over the waters and along the wooden planks that served to allow sailors to safely walk into town, it was also littered with abandoned warehouses, or at least warehouses that should be abandoned. Some of them were only abandoned in name alone, being homes to squatters or smugglers. It was a bit of a balance, as when the smugglers didn't need to import or export their stolen goods the squatters would then use them as homes, and the other way around was just the same, where when squatters were moving in the smugglers would be gone. It was a circle of life for the downtrodden and pitiful, and while Legosi is most certainly not one of those that actually live in the warehouses, he was lucky enough to board one up, kicking the others out.
This would serve for them to safely talk about this job without anyone else actually butting in or overhearing. It was also perfect because during this span of three days the young buck's antlers had shed, leaving him with no antlers, broken or not. As he waited, his left arm freshly stitched and bandaged up, he would reflect on his appearance. It was disgustingly feminine without his antlers, what with his lean body and softer features. It was hardly anything anyone would call intimidating. He had wondered what he could do to change that, and yet he came up with nothing. Face paint would be wasted on him due to his fur and the same went for conventional tattoos. Hell, the only reason his marking of No.4 on his right shoulder was still visible was because they actually branded that into his skin and then inked it in afterwards, as a means to ensure it was a permanent symbol of how little value he was.
With a heavy sigh, he already knew he couldn't do anything, so while looking at himself in the broken mirror he would slide back on his dress clothes, fitting them to his body and ensuring that he still looked proper, even with the light blood stain that came down from his head past his left eye from the antler shedding. He can clean that off later, for now he had to wait for the others to come. He already knew he was here earlier than planned, but that was so he could actually get things prepared. Legosi already knew the others wanted to rob Goh, meaning that they more than likely didn't wish to get into a fight, but he wanted more than that, not to mention that if the guards and co end up killing Bermudo then all the better, since that would mean he won't have to deal with the lion afterwards.
He wanted to ensure they would actually encounter Goh while also ensuring that they wouldn't have to deal with too much opposition, and the only way to make sure that they do would be to wait until after tonight's fight, meaning early morning. That's more than perfect, as that means at the most four people should be present, and those four would be Goh and his three guards he keeps on the premises at all times. As for the target, Legosi already knew that the slob kept his things within the manager's office, locked away from all fighters unless they were certain kinds of Minks that needed to give him a "special favor" before they can participate. Unfortunately for both himself and Goh, Legosi was one such Mink, and he had done it enough times that he knew where to look. The only real issue was actually getting there without getting killed.
That was something that can be discussed with the others though, and so he would wait around the entrance of the warehouse for the others to arrive, formulating a plan as he did so.