All in Context
The man continued to leap and bound across platforms and stretches of rooftops that had been sent spiraling into the air, making a bit of a spiral pattern himself as he carried onward. He was nigh oblivious to the demon in pursuit of him, truly unable to care about anything that it might try to do. He could outmaneuver it easily enough, it was just a matter of making it to the finish line.
And to the finish line he continued to draw near, climbing up, up, up, almost to the point where the sheer force of wind at the gaping maw of the Singularity would be enough to rip him off of his feet. However at this point, he instead remained standing atop the twirling side of a skyscraper, arms folded as he tried to wait for an opportune time to aim a leap towards the center. A simple enough task really, he’d just have to make sure he didn’t get tangled in the outer event horizon, otherwise he’d be ripped to shreds.
And frankly, that was a process he didn’t intend to go through a second time.
And then…
“…?”
Suddenly, entirely without any form of fanfare or warning, a large, gargantuan golden chain sliced through the sky, almost directly next to the Singularity. It bypassed the vortex entirely however, instead opting to plunge into the city below, cutting right through the loop at an angle and demolishing it entirely, sending the entire structure floating into the air as it become much more easy for the Singularity to pick it up this way.
The man in yellow seemed to look at the chain as if it had offended him deeply somehow, before eventually pointing a finger at the construct and saying, “Yyyouuuu aren’t supposed to be here yet.”
It was early. That was hardly a good sign.
“That must be my signal to make my exit,” he decided, speaking mostly to himself in that last breath as he aimed his gaze back towards the center of the Singularity. One chain was bad, but others would soon follow, and he’d rather not wait around to witness the negative effects it-
“SKROOOOOOOOOOOOO”
“Of course.”
In an explosion of glass, the figure of a large, winged reptilian creature burst forth from the skyscraper that the man had been standing on, and in a quick aerial twist, it turned around and spewed out a stream of fire, aimed right towards his form.
Thinking quickly, the main held his arms out forward, spinning his arms at such speeds that they created twin tornadoes that cut through the flames like a hot knife through butter. However due to the lack of a solid platform, the force of such sent him flying backwards, spiraling out of control while clinging to his small chunk of glass as he searched for a new hunk of solid debris to land on.
This got out of hand much more quickly than he had anticipated.
“1000-8 is.......992, 984, 976.”
Vriska counted in her head to retain consciousness as pure chaos unfolded around her. On each count of eight she would have preferred to tap, but one arm had gone completely numb and the other was flailing around in the air as she got dragged along hook line and sinker by the metal anchor. Oh, how ironic.
The skeleton which had been fruitlessly pursuing the blur until this point, finally found a task which could make its existence worry. Demons existed to devour and grow stronger, but since the blur existed out of his grasp he switched targets to the strongest thing in the radius. A great dragon of twilight seemed to warp the sky around him, his great wings leaving trails of orange and black circles in the sky where once the dark blue night had once peacefully filled the sky.
Surfing forward on his great ship, he crashed straight into the dragon. Wood and debris were shattered and sent in every direction. The shockwave finally dislodged the hanger on which had been struggling against the part of her coat that caught itself on the metal hook of the anger, the entire time, when the fabric suddenly snapped at the exact right moment and she was sent flying with the force.
Vriska had always missed flying, but never in this specific form. She tumbled through the air only by the dumbest of luck missing the other objects that had been pulling into. Whatever that was that had ripped a hole in the sky. While she fell for what felt like forever, she eventually, and inevitably came into contact with something heavy.
The jarring collision finally shocked her out of her counting, and her babbling, as her left eye rolled backwards to see what she had run up against. A fang poked out frmo under her lips as she smirked ever so slightly.
“Fancy meeting you here,” She said, to the blurred man she had run into before the force tearing the sky apart threatened to tear them apart again, “How do we keep running into each other like this?”
