Disregarding wary stare from Squall, Ael reaches for Asagi with her thin white hand and slowly clenches her fist. Suddenly Asagi can feel her hair uprise as power surges through her body and imbues each fiber of her existence with warmth.
(@Asagi) Ael: That's it. Now go and succeed where I've failed... sorceress.
Ael smiles, then limply falls down, her face pure white amidst waves of black hair. Everyone present may confirm that she has passed away, smile on her lips.
-Asagi blinks in confusion as she stares at her hand, confused at the sensation of magic surging into her body-
Asagi: ...Wow...I wonder what that was abou-
-And then for a picosecond, the image of a neverending black mass of tentacles and horns wrangling with an all-powerful entity personification of magic bereft of its outer coating over a tiny ball of light gets stuck in Squall and Six's mind-
Asagi: -t.
...Oh well. At least miss Ael's at peace now, for whatever that's worth.
-And so she pats the departed sorceress on the head, then skips off merrily-
edited 12th Mar '17 6:37:31 PM by Raidouthe21st
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)Squall shakes his head, not believing the apparition, then looks at Ael's lifeless husk, unfazed.
(@Asagi) Squall: So, she's passed her powers to you. That might be a burden as well as a gift. Either way, use it with caution.
Squall nods to Six as SeeD Para-Magicians rush to the body and treat it properly.
(@Six) Squall: We're done here, believe it or not. Five days seemed like months. Time to discuss your payment and performance.
As he heads out, he drops a line to a messenger:
(@A Kid) Squall: Please find and call Mr. Abdul-Rashid to my office. It's important.
As Omar enters as well, Squall nods to the Hashashin and reviews documents that he was holding.
(@Omar;Six) Squall: So, as far as that could've gone... You're done with your part of the contract, yeah. Which leaves only mine. I think you understand why I've asked for you two to come - B-312 was the one dealing with the mess-up within the Garden and can pass off as somebody responsible. And Omar was coordinating mercs during the enactment of the Missile Base Operation.
Squall pauses for a moment.
(@Omar;Six) Squall: ... You all did great.
(@Omar;Six) Squall: You deserve this praise. ~regains his composure, then turns to Six~ Furthermore, I'd like to note your actions during the rampage of a member of yours. You taking precautions to save your public face and paying to cover the expenses of a fuckwit you barely knew - that isn't something I'd have honestly done in your place. Which leads me to, well, not subtracting the fee from your paycheck as a token of my respect and putting my best efforts in burying the facts that the event ever happened.
He then looks at Omar.
(@Omar) Squall: Furthermore, the info you've recovered from the base proved invaluable to both us SeeD and the Galbadian government. So a bit of personal gratitude from Mr. Croswell is included in the check as well. And finally...
Squall tents his fingers.
(@Omar;Six) Squall: We've decided that promoting honorable organized mercenary organizations is something we should dedicate some time to. So if needed, you may resort to calling a squad of SeeD in case of emergency. We'd be glad to use the opportunity as a way to spread the word of us outside Hyne's Horizon.

Six: -nods-
I'll be waiting outside.
-turns to leave-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."