"Thank you. - what should I call you -"

"Linda Serafini; 'Miss Serafini' would be the usual non-familiar form of address given my age and so on. Linda is my given name and Serafini is an ambilineal family name."

"Miss Selafini," attempts Kashi. "I'm Ina Kashi, my given name and job name, and one says Kashi in work-related contexts and Ina otherwise."

"Understood. Possibly the differences in how names work between Tapa and Villarosa should go in the cultural pamphlets we're drawing up, I'll talk to the first batch about that." 

"I don't expect to have to produce bodies for curious cleans until massive numbers of reds are being removed, but how will that work when it comes up?"

"I or my factotums will come to the staging area with an appropriate amount of biomass and take a snapshot of everyone there and once they're removed I'll use the spell to apply the snapshot to the biomass. --I can also do that not in the staging area, if it would be better for them to appear in a morgue or what have you."

"What requirements are there for a staging area?"

"Contains all the people who are leaving and none of the people are not, sufficiently spatially discrete that it can be reliably described to whomever is casting the spell."

"So it doesn't have to be in, say, a large enough room to contain a big batch and a spaceship, it could just be a building."

"Oh, yeah, most of the spaceships are going to stay in space. Very, very cloaked so the cleenz can't find them, but close enough by that we can teleport people to and from the planet's surface without doing lots of complicated math."

"And getting their luggage and not the windowpanes won't be a problem?"

"As long as they're holding onto their luggage and not the windowpanes. Having a strap attached to your wrist at one end and the luggage at the other works okay for that."

"Okay. I'll get you those maps and gather the pilot batch."

"Awesome." 

She puts the maps in a prearranged order set that can be sent out with the press of a button if the battlecruisers turn out to be necessary on short notice (Yseult has the button, of course; she gives Linda as much leeway as possible for the project but some things can't be delegated). She makes sure the temporary housing for the first batch is ready to her standards of ready. She requisitions the light personnel carrier she'll be collecting the first batch in. 

At the appropriate day and time, she makes the jump to a point in Amenta's solar system on the opposite side of the star from Amenta, engages all the stealth spells, makes the much smaller jump to her near-Amenta point in space, parks the ship and jumps down. 

Kashi has assembled a group of fifteen adults, two two-year-olds, a one-year-old, and an infant.

Aww! Cute kids!

She smiles at everybody and checks to make sure they all have a secure hold on their luggage and then jumps everyone onto the ship. 

The one-year-old shrieks. They all look pretty tense.

That's fair. Sigh.

"It's going to take me a couple minutes to double-check the jump calculations to get us safely back to Grande Rosa," she says. 

"How does that work?" asks one of the adults.

"Because of the way astronomical bodies move, we're in a slightly different place relative to Grande Rosa than I was when I left, so the nav equations have to correct for that for the jump back."

"And the computer doesn't do that, you have to?"

"The computer does it, but for safety reasons I have to check the computer's work. Which is a lot faster than doing it from scratch."

He watches over her shoulder for a value of "over her shoulder" that has him about five feet away from her.

She does some complicated math things to a glowy projection. 

And then when she's satisfied with her math she jumps the ship. 

"We are now in Grande Rosa," she announces. "Do you want to go down all at once or in smaller groups."

"All at once," says the oldest red present.