SOL 21- ARES III HAB; LATE MORNING
Blearily walking into the kitchen, Liv blindly reached into the container that held the coffee packets. Making it, she took a drink as she grabbed a ration pack of sausage. After preparing it according to the instructions on the package, she placed it onto a plate, moving back to the rations. Selecting something that would resemble eggs for Watney, she prepared it and placed it on a plate along with another cup of a coffee.
"Rise and Shine starshine!" She sang out as she peeled the covers off of him.
"Go away." Was the response she received. Shaking her head, she pushed him softly.
"I made coffee!" Liv spoke as she moved to go back to the table.
A couple minutes later, Watney joined her, a slight smile on his face. He was up to something. They talked quietly over breakfast, and decided what they would do that day. Liv would count the rations they had and Mark would check over all the systems to check on them. After throwing out the empty ration packs, Liv grabbed the other containers of rations, along with her notebook and pen.
Setting her music to play over the speaker, she got to work. Grabbing a stack of the different types, she'd count how many there were before jotting down the number and the name of the pack.
"... Thirty-Six of the general tso's chicken." She hummed as she wrote it down, and let herself lean back.
"Get everything counted?" She heard Watney ask from over by the computers.
"Everything is counted for!" She grinned.
She grabbed the containers, now neatly organized and placed them back into the cabinets, passing the box of potatoes that NASA sent for thanksgiving.
Hmm…
She could hear him speaking quietly to the small camera they had in their bunks to do logs. It was early in the morning, around one-thirty. The blonde had spent the last hour tossing and turning, unable to turn the howling winds that were pounding against the canvas of the Hab out. With nothing else to do, she turned on her side to better listen to Mark.
"Let's do the math... Our surface mission here was supposed to take thirty-one days. For redundancy, they sent enough food to last for seventy-five days. For seven people. So for just me and Liv, it'll last three-hundred ish days. And I figure we can stretch that to four hundred if we ration. So,I've still gotta figure out how to grow three years worth of food. Here. On a planet where nothing grows. Luckily, I'm the botanist. Mars will come to fear my botany powers! Oh, and Liv's geology!" Liv couldn't help but softly laugh at that.
She was sure, out of the both of them that it would be him to think of something to save them.
At least somehow.
SOL 22-HAB KITCHEN
"I know a way to save us."