✨ Chris Beck- Stranded ✨

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The Martian

*Sol 18 on the Ares 3 Mars Mission*

It was a sunny Sol in Acidalia Planitia. The whole Ares 3 crew were busy working on Sol 18. Beck, Johannsen and one of the Watneys were inside while Lewis, Vogel, Martinez and the older Watney were outside collecting soil samples.

"Alright team, stay insight of each other," Commander Lewis spoke, "let's make NASA proud today"

"How's it looking over there Watney?"

"Well, you'll be happy to hear that in grid section 1428 the particles were predominately course, but in 29 they're, er, much finer and should be ideal for chem analysis"

"Oh, wow. Did everyone just hear that? Mark discovered dirt! Should we alert the media?" Martinez joked.

"Oh yeah, what are you doing today Martinez? Making sure the MAV's still up right?"

"Well, I'd like you to know that visual inspection of the equipment is important to mission success and I'd like to report that the MAV is still up right" both the Watneys laughed at his reply then continued with their jobs.

"Watney, you keep leaving your channel open, which leads to Martinez responding, which leads to all of us listening, which leads to me being annoyed" Lewis perked up with a bit of sass.

"Roger that. Martinez, the Captain would like you to please, shut your smart mouth" Watney informed Martinez, leading he to chuckle.

"We'd prefer you to use a different adjective to describe Martinez's mouth" Beck chimed in making (Y/N) Watney laugh quietly at her boyfriend.

"Did Beck just insult me?"

"Dr Beck and yes" (Y/N) heard her brother reply to the Pilot while he laughed.

"All happy to turn the radios off from here, Commander. Just say the word" Johannsen joined the conversation.

"You know, Commander. It would be great if you could shut the boys up. I'm kinda getting sick of Watney's voice" (Y/N) joked, making the whole crew laugh and Mark Watney offended.

"Hey, er, Johannsen. You know the constant communication bet-"

"Shut 'em off" Lewis ordered and Johannsen did so. Watney was pissed and stood up and gave a 'What the Fuck?!' gesture to Lewis.

"I apologise for my country men, Vogel"

"I accept it. How many samples do we need, Commander?" Vogel asked.

"7," Lewis knelt down, "100 grams each." After she said that, a buzzing alarm rang through the Hab. (Y/N) dropped what she was doing and ran to the computer next to Johannsen, one of her best friends.

"We have a mission update," she turned to Beck, "storm warning. Commander, you should come inside. You're gonna wanna see this"

"What is it?" Lewis collected more soil samples.

"Storm warning" the younger Watney replied.

"I saw that in this mornings briefing. We'll be inside before it hits.

"Yeah, they, er, they upgraded their estimate," Beck stood behind Johannsen and next to Watney 2.0. His arm snaked around her waist as they made eye contact, "the storms gonna be a lot worse." Outside, Lewis and Martinez both turned around to see the storm.

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