Startled, Kit scrambled up and looked over the edge, only to see Lucifer land safely on his feet. Breathing out a sigh, she swung herself over the roof’s edge, using the rough walls’ natural gaps as footholds and handholds, and jumped down the last ten feet. Kit started running off in a completely arbitrary direction, and had not gone twenty feet when she crashed into somebody else. Somebody… with a rather expensive-looking bow and arrows. “Oof!”