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[b][color=CE2F29][centre] Red Robin #4 - Planning
Location - Snowy Cones Ice Cream Factory, Gotham City, New Jersey.[/centre][/color][/b]
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Gotham City had become a beacon of industry through the years, and as such, it was no surprise that it would soon find a demand for dairy, specifically ice cream. The Snowy Cones Ice Cream Factory had first opened its doors back in the 60s, initially only producing condensed milk, one of the main ingredients in the manufacture of ice cream, before diversifying further. The owners made millions over the years, with the factory bringing both jobs and the joy of ice cream to Gotham’s residents. That was until the late 90s, where the factory was deemed inefficient and dated, with production being ceased and the operations shifted to more economical facilities. A large number of people lost their livelihoods as a result, with the factory falling quickly into disarray, following suit with the rest of the city.

It was a sad story that could be said for many of the numerous decrepit industries around Gotham. Such struggles were some of the leading causes of crime, and one of the many reasons this city was in such a state. 

It definitely explained many of the goons currently working around the factory that Red Robin was currently watching through his binoculars. He’d been there for some time now, assessing the situation. He needed numbers. Entry points. Exit points. He didn’t like going in blind, especially when going against someone as smart as Victor Fries. 

It didn’t take long for him to find the answers to his questions though. There were approximately 12 individuals patrolling around the place, not including their icy leader. It would probably be quick work to make his way through them, however, that meant the potential chance of his cover being blown. That meant sneaking his way in. That wouldn’t be much of a problem though. While a further look found that several of the various entrances were either locked or guarded, with many of the windows boarded up, he was pleased to see that such the building wasn’t completely impenetrable. 

As Tim map out a plan within his head, a sound from the rooftops around him caught the young man’s attention. 

He turned, a look of surprise forming across his face for a moment before Tim furrowed his brow. 

“[color=CE2F29]Well, you’re certainly the last person I expected to receive that call.[/color]”