Sadde bursts in. "Isra's still topside making sure everyone gets down okay but he told me to give you this—" And she hands Temperance papers with the coordinates.

Temperance takes the notes quietly. "Thank you." She hugs Sadde briefly, but only briefly. "Okay, with this I can not only take us there, but might be able to set something up to bring a portion of this place's energies with us. Use that for a second portal once we have enough time to sit down and be efficient about energy spenditure - the rest of the energy would make this place implode."

"Okay—go."

Temperance just turns around and resumes her work. It still takes time, but she works hard and knows what she is doing. It's mostly a matter of telling the current magical structure to reach for the right coordinates instead of intergalactic void.

She almost considers calling the Captain again before activating, but they have so little time.

The portal doesn't look like a hole in space or a whirlpool of distorted light or anything. Rather, the activation has a visual effect that can only be described as 'standing still in the end of a hallway and watch the other end coming closer'.

The other side is a cargo hold of some kind. There is a tall hulking woman with orange-red fur covering most of her body - Temperance can identify sex because the woman's chest is exposed.

There is a moment of silence, then the woman deposits the container she was carrying and asks, "Do you need any help?"

Temperance collapses of exhaustion and calls the Captain.

Is that her cue to start sending people? They're rather pressed for time.

Yes! Send at least someone somehow diplomatic to keep Isra's people calm, but send people right away.

Oh I'm sending someone.

The woman approaches. "Please, what is going on? Do you need help?"

"Yes. Uh, I am using a piece of ancient rediscovered magic to create a portal here so we can escape from a government that really shouldn't have access to this kind of power."

The woman nods. "So the answer is yes to the second question." It's not really a question. "I am calling others to come help, I don't know exactly what to do in this situation."

It soon transpires that "someone" is "everyone" and the Captain has decided to ignore any diplomacy concerns for the moment.

Well, are they planning to cause a disturbance upon seeing the helpful part-animal humans? Because a bunch of those show up. They're curious about this sudden insurgence of new people in their isolated space station. They offer help, they don't initiate any violence and generally try to not get in the way of the evacuation.

People are various levels of startled or afraid but honestly they've been selected for finding their government pretty scary they're not gonna let prejudice get in the way right this second.

Well, in that case they are more than willing to help with the evacuation.

Still, is there someone in charge? Because there is someone in charge here that wants to exchange some words.

Not for a while.

How long is a while?

Like fifteen minutes?

That is acceptable. The person relaying messages will give directions when the time comes.

Here's Sadde.

And here is Temperance, paying close attention to the portal and making some on the fly corrections to make it slightly more stable and safer to snap close. She isn't as busy however and goes over Sadde. "Hello," she says tiredly.

"Hi. Do you need any help?"

"No, just need to be mindful. How is the evacuation going? Who- who made it?"

"It's going—okay, it's possible everyone'll make it, the Feds are already there but the 'flayers plus some other people are managing them alright, Isra and the Captain are making sure everyone comes through alright—this whole thing is a mess I'll explain how it happened later but ugh—"

Hug?

Hug. Very much hug.

(More people continue going through the portal.)

Presumably this takes more than fifteen minutes and hopefully someone in the category of "in charge" will swing by when that time elapses?

If this scary-looking lady telling everyone to hurry up and Temperance to close the portal now counts, then yes.

No one else seems to come after her.

There's no sign of Isra.