(@Omar) Squall: [Yeah, pretty much. And we've got something to show you as well. The APCs will take you straight to the Garden instead of dropping by at Deling City. The whole capital is a huge ball of disarray right now. I assume you've taken care of Rofocale for good?]
-Six returns, carrying Oliver-
-His armor still faintly glows orange from Rofocale's last wave of fire-
Six: -to Omar- Yeah. Fire suppression system and a drop pod right on top of him finished him off.
edited 5th Mar '17 9:22:48 AM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."(@Omar) Squall: [Good. Then there are no remnants of those who might pose any issues. You should return ASAP for us to tie up loose ends and, obviously, discuss your payment. Paying extra for your outstanding performance and subtracting the fee for shortening that walking failure's incarceration term, of course.]
-Six loads Oliver into one of the APCs and gets in last as his armor continues to cool from being sprayed with superheated jet fuel-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

Akhen stops near the APCs and turns around along with Fen, producing two bottles of corn beer and cracking them open with his fangs. He then offers one to Fenelope without looking, his gaze fixated on the soon-to-getting-blown-up base.
And then it explodes in an orb of fire, the dust kicked up forming a mushroom in moments to follow. Tje roar of the blast is not deafening somehow, just booming and sorta majestic.
Akhen: Truly, a sunrise that no black serpent Apep can quell. Magnificent.