[Text, Friday Morning]

[nodavinci]

[The message goes out Friday morning, not too long after Tony gets this e-mail.]

Pepper's out of commission. If you had business arrangements, get in touch.

[Private to Piper]

You're in charge of Callahan's for the foreseeable future. Get in touch, we'll allocate funds for supplies, staff, and any further reno work you need.

[Private to Kaylee and Inara]

I have Pepper's files on your planning sessions. Come by the apartment and pick them up.

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[nodavinci]

Planning some more tests on the transport system.

Might help with your project, too.

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[standsentinel]

Help from a guy who makes robots as cat toys as I try and get an incredibly powerful AI back online and hopefully not crazy?

Not something I'm going to turn down. Especially since I want your opinion on the look of a few things...

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[nodavinci]

Sounds promising. Fill me in on the ship.

[Because like many of the older hands, he trusts neither the Outer Authorities nor the communicators' security - not, at least, with the truly important things.

Like their way home.]

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[standsentinel]

Meet you at the transport control hub, then. I'd offer you a lift, but yours is a lot cooler.

[Because even futuristic space marine with freaky powers Kaidan Alenko has to appreciate the awesome that is an Iron Man suit.]