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The Maretian - Kris Overstreet



Mark Watney is stranded- the only human on Mars. But he's not alone- five astronauts from a magical kingdom are shipwrecked with him.

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Sol 509

“Good morning, Dr. Kapoor! And how are you doing on this fine day?”

Venkat looked at Annie Montrose, who stood in his office doorway, smiling a warm, friendly, almost innocent smile. Alarm sirens echoed through his mind. “Well,” he said judiciously, “I’m juggling reports on the MAV launch, reading all sorts of excuses why the replacement Ares IV MAV is behind its construction schedule, and sorting through the reports, photos, and raw data Mark and his friends are sending us. It’s supposed to be over a hundred degrees Fahrenheit outside today, thunderstorms tonight, and there’s a pre-season subtropical depression in the Gulf which could make landfall anywhere from Matagorda Bay to Morgan City, or not. All in April. Oh, and NASA’s director of media relations wants an enormous favor and doesn’t think she can bully it out of me like she usually does.”

“So cynical, Venkat,” Annie purred. “I just wanted to know if you remembered something- specifically, the webcams built into all the Hab laptops and all the crew stations on the MAV.”

“Of course I remember them,” Venkat said. “We record low-quality video during launches and descents. One frame per second. We keep it in case of incidents so we have material for after-action investigations. We’ve only used it for Melissa Lewis’s review after the Sol 6 abort.”

“So good, you do remember.” Annie’s smile vanished, as did the sweet tones in her voice. “So does every single video news outlet from CNN right down to the internet dickheads who film their reports from their parents’ basement. They’re all demanding face time with the aliens, Venk. And I’ve fucking run out of excuses, because they know we have the pipe now for video signals. We already told them we sent all the software patches for launch in advance. And we told them we’ll be accepting their video archive via satellite relay during their sleep periods. Once our morale package finishes downloading, they’re all going to shove a stick up NASA’s collective ass and roast us over hot coals if we don’t give them some media opportunities!”

“What about-“

OUT of excuses, Venk!”

“All right, all right,” Venkat said. “You did, I trust, tell them that message turnaround isn’t going to get any better than twenty-two minutes by launch day? We can’t alter physics for a media op.”

“Of course I fucking told them,” Annie said. “And I also told them the astronauts won’t have time for any exclusive interviews. But we have to at least give them a Q-and-A video. We can let the bigger outlets submit questions, and the smaller outlets will sit still for that, but they want more than a bunch of still photos, even if one of the ponies poses like a fucking Playboy centerfold!”

Venkat considered the problem.

“Venkat, are you paying attention?”

“Annie, I put up with a lot from you. You know that, right?”

“Of course you fucking do. I’m not in your chain of command. I report to Teddy and only to Teddy. You can’t fire me.”

“Understood. Now it’s your turn to put up with me. Shut up so I can think.”

To Venkat’s surprise, and possibly to Annie’s surprise as well, she did just that. He considered the benefits and drawbacks. He contemplated the available bandwidth the MAV had, the memory storage capacity of the relay satellites and of Hermes, and the mental state of the six castaways, as best they could guess at this distance.

Mental state. Yes, that would work.

“All right,” he said, “here are my conditions. You work with Dr. Shields on this,” Venkat said. “If she says no, that’s it- I pull the plug. She’ll contact Mark and his friends and get a quick update on their mental condition. We don’t want one of them unraveling on camera, do we?”

“No shit, Sherlock,” Annie said. “What else?”

“You’re going to let Dr. Shields slip a couple of questions in,” Venkat said. “The first thing we’ll do is ask the crew to make their own video, as a group. No questions for that- let them set the pace. Then we’ll have each crew member make one video. Johanssen will conduct the interview from Hermes as close to live as possible- lightspeed lag is about three minutes now. We’ll let her decide on follow-ups, but don’t count on there being any.

“The key point is Dr. Shields’s involvement. By bringing her in, this becomes a psychological test. Any part of the interview which becomes too awkward or dangerous to future missions, we can seal under patient privacy.”

“Good idea.”

“And finally,” Venkat concluded, “this is all you and the press get. One group video, six one-person interviews, and launch coverage. And if any of them say no, even Mark- make that especially Mark- I back them up, not you. Can you work with that?”

Annie nodded. “Beats the hell out of headlines about ‘What is NASA covering up this week?’” She pulled her phone out of her purse, looked at it, and nodded. “I’ll talk to Irene as soon as she has a hole in her schedule.”

“Wonderful,” Venkat said, reaching for a particular memo on his desk. “And now, if you could do me a favor-“

But when he looked up, Annie had already departed.


[14:41] MAV: So, we’ve been looking over these procedures you sent us. Are you leaving us any backups whatever? Because I can’t find any, except the pony thrusters.

[14:57] HOUSTON: We know. It’s a trade-off between backup systems and delta-V buffer. We aren’t as confident as we’d like to be in the pony launch booster system. By stripping two and a half tons off the MAV, we’re allowing you the possibility of a Hermes rendezvous with 50% of the expected performance of those boosters. Anything above that gives you spare fuel in the second stage to use for fine-tuning the rendezvous or for orbital braking if you have to use the Sparkle Drive to run for Earth.

[15:11] MAV: Roger. I see the logic, but I also see parts of Apollo 13 replaying behind my eyelids thinking about all of this. If anything at all breaks, we are well and truly fucked, you know that.

[15:26] HOUSTON: Believe me, I understand. Just be glad we’re letting you have the ten kilogram personal allowance. Without those pony boosters, we’d be asking you to shave your head to save weight. Among other considerations.

[15:41] MAV: Way to give new meaning to, “You should have gone before we left.”

[15:55] HOUSTON: You said it- I didn’t.

Author's Note:

My desktop machine is back, and working all right for now.

And yes, I'm throwing open a call for suggestions. What questions would you like to see each (individually) of the castaways answer? This won't be like the interviews before; the characters won't get the same questions all the way across. I'm not promising I'll use any particular suggestion, but I'll seriously consider each.

This coming weekend is Anime Weekend Atlanta. We'll see how writing goes.

At this point I doubt the story will extend to Thanksgiving, and there's a small chance it'll wrap by Halloween.

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