"That - would be fantastic, thank you so much. Dad! Dad, Bella's offering us a place to stay - yeah. Hey, uh - Bella, can you teleport over here to bring me there so I can put a portal down there?"
"Yeah, be right over." Bella puts down the phone and flickers over to the Sanders house and knocks.
"My dad says you and Adana and your dad can crash at his place like me and Alli and Renée. I'm going to pop Adana up there so she can make a portal."
"Oh! Thank you, that's - that's really nice of you and your dad. Adana's -"
"Dad, I brought Adana, she's going to make a portal so they can bring the essentials over," Bella calls. "Mom and Alli are still packing."
Charlie pokes his head in from the kitchen. "Good to meet you, Adana, wish the circumstances were better. Food stockpile's in the basement, I set up a tarp in the backyard to put other stuff under if there's no good spot for it in the house."
She does this thing, and then says, "When we've got everything through I can do the same for your stuff, Savannah's -"
Savannah zips through the portal, carrying a box of canned food. She drops it off just outside, and zips back to get more.
"I was just going to nip all the boxes up here myself, but if Savannah wants to take over moving house I can - report to the Junebugs a little earlier, I guess."
So she grabs one of the dropped off boxes and gets to depositing it, because that is the smart thing to do.
"Okay. I'm gonna go - grab one of Alli and talk to the Junebugs. Tell the other Alli if you want a ride to the office or anything comes up?"
Adana and Savannah report to the Junebugs two hours later.
An Alli is there, apparently twining latitudes and longitudes to her sister off a piece of paper so that either the stationary Junebugs can update her on the fly or so Bella just doesn't need to engage her vision on anything other than orienting herself in each new environment. The need for new instructions is intermittent enough that Alli says to the Sanders twins, "Hi."
"Hey," says Savannah, and then they both go to check themselves in to start doing things. They're pretty sure they will be really useful for evacuation, the both of them.
The receptionist, who looks exhausted and drawn but functional, ID's them, and directs them to collect Junebug jackets and hats so they'll look official to the panicked residents of places to-be-evacuated. "Right then," she says, reading the synopses of their powers. "Sanders, when Bella's done deploying standard National Guard to control rioting in to-be-evacuated civilian areas we'll call her back to put Savannah in -" She taps her computer. "Denver, and Adana in -" Tap tap. "Juneau, until Juneau's full to bursting. Savannah, you'll talk to the Guard deployed in the evacuating site and help them keep people organized and under control. We cannot save everyone and we have to prioritize. Our priorities are small children, their parents, gemini of any age, their immediate families, emergency personnel - your job isn't to sort these people, your job is not to argue with the senior Guard over their sortings. Do not slow down the evacuation of Denver because you want to save different parts of Denver. Is that understood?"
Savannah takes a second to let this sink in, scowls, and then - she nods. Grudgingly.
"Bella," Alli says, "what's the story? When you're done with this you're putting Savannah and Adana places -" And then shortly afterward: "She's ninety percent done with this guard unit and thinks she can keep going for another six or seven hours before she has to break for food and coffee."
"And you?" asks the receptionist.
"I can go forever, other me's napping at home, we can converge and diverge when this one flags and Bella can just grab one again," says Alli in a small voice. "I - I'm fine."