[He hasn't stopped moving since he left the manor-- kept to the shadows, climbed up onto the rooftops once he got to the busier part of the city. He didn't have much of a plan in mind when he'd left (he'd never really been on his own before), but he settled on heading for the trains leaving the city and hitching a ride. He'd be harder to find outside of Gotham city, and if the Court still pursued him it'd take them out of their comfort zone and increase the time between any potential attacks. Then he could figure out a more long term plan.
But Richard was smart enough to know when he was being followed, or at least suspect when there was trouble-- his ears perked to attention at the sound of the motorcycle roaring, turning down the street below him a few blocks up. Definitely too early for normal thugs to be out right now; there wasn't really anybody out to harass yet, though that'd probably start to change soon as people started their commutes.
He knows for sure it's not the Court at least, but even still he turns away from the street, jumping up to the next rooftop and pulling himself up and over, hiding behind the edge as he waited for the vehicle to pass.]
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But Richard was smart enough to know when he was being followed, or at least suspect when there was trouble-- his ears perked to attention at the sound of the motorcycle roaring, turning down the street below him a few blocks up. Definitely too early for normal thugs to be out right now; there wasn't really anybody out to harass yet, though that'd probably start to change soon as people started their commutes.
He knows for sure it's not the Court at least, but even still he turns away from the street, jumping up to the next rooftop and pulling himself up and over, hiding behind the edge as he waited for the vehicle to pass.]