The reds appreciate it and get to work on turning it into more infrastructure!

Okay, so. Calado's going to want some babysitting, but a pretty standard Sith strategy of 'show up, threaten and/or murder anyone who gets in my way' should be sufficient; it'll be an unusually exciting Tuesday for them. Rivik's going to be harder, but she should be able to find out when they're getting their robots and make an estimate of when she needs to get their reds out. Can she get a sense of whether the isolationist countries' reds also need rescuing?

Ereith will probably ship them off without complaint. Tuviri might do so through someone it shares a border with.

Awesome.

She bops around healing people, taking breaks as needed to fly reds around. She keeps an eye on Rivik and Calado.

Rivik has ordered a bunch of robots out of the Tapai factories that now churn them out.

She checks when they'll be delivered, clears her schedule starting a few days before that, and calculates a route that'll get her to the most reds in whatever time she has. She's not going to be able to get all of them - might not be able to get more than the biggest district - but Force help her, she's going to try.

They will get them in a few months. They're by no means Tapa's favorite customer so they have to wait.

She sets up a cache of supplies in a nondescript bit of jungle; maybe if she's lucky she'll be able to pick up more reds than she can take in one trip.

She has DZ scour the reds' social sites for a secure way to contact them. They've been looking on and off all along with no luck, but there's still a chance they'll find something.

Nothing genuinely secure. Some secure-by-obscurity.

- at this point it's better than nothing.

Everyone who safely can should go to the biggest district, she tells them. Robots are coming, here's the date; she'll be there the night before with transport. Bring only what you can't replace; ship space is for people. She'll confirm that it's her by answering an FAQ on her site with this exact wording in an hour.

They can't travel freely.

There's not much she can do about that. She'll hit other districts as she's able but she's only got the one ship.

The reds can't do much about that either. They wait.

(If they can fireproof things at all, they should. And practice evacuating to the tops of their buildings; she's not going to be landing. Rigging harnesses for people who can't climb will help but isn't strictly necessary; she can teekay them up. Worry worry worry fret fret fret.)

They can't really fireproof things at all except by soaking them in water. They do some of that.

If it slows a fire down even by a few minutes that might be lives saved.

The night comes. As soon as it's dark enough, she makes her descent onto the first district. The ship is sensorproof, but there's nothing she can do to stop the neighbors from seeing it.

Reds swarm up as fast as they can.

She helps, bringing people up five and ten at a time, braced for the moment the other districts' distress starts issuing through the force.

Oh there it goes.

This fucking species.

Yup.

And here are people who intend on the same thing happening in this district!

Vehicles and landscaping can catch fire; buildings mysteriously can't.

They also have guns.

NO. These are her reds.

A wave of lightning flings the shooters back, with little regard for how they land.