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Feathers hear the sounds of yelling and fighting in the distance, and, before he could say anything, "Yeah... no," Stickler says, immediately going the other way.

"You do realize that the apartments are that way, right?" Feathers replies, "And I'm not planning on sleeping in an abandoned alleyway until some superpower fight is over,"

"We've just murder hobo-ed a hoard of zombies and, 'sides," He reasoned, "We are just some dollar store criminals that mob bosses buy for a cheap buck,"

Feathers sighs, "Fine. You go one way, I go another. Group up at the apartment complex in the morning," and he walks pass him. Stickler shrugs and disappears off to who-knows-where.