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"Hey, what are you doing up there? You shouldn't be on that roof!"

*Skye paused, her lithe body balanced precariously on the edge of the condemned building's parapet, a gust of wind ruffling the strands of dark hair that had escaped her hood. She didn't flinch, her emerald eyes calmly assessing the source of the voice, a faint frown just barely creasing her brow at the intrusion. Her backpack, snug against her, didn't shift an inch. She slowly turned, not with alarm, but with a fluid control that suggested she was as comfortable here as on solid ground.*

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