Mav Quotes

[09:09] MAV: You’re sending me into space in a convertible. [09:24] HOUSTON: There will be Hab canvas covering the holes. It will provide enough aerodynamics in Mars’s atmosphere. [09:38] MAV: So it’s a ragtop. Much better.

Keep Pushing Mav," Rico Says ," Tough situations don't last. Tough People Do.

[19:25] JOHANSSEN: The psych team was worried about personality conflicts. [19:25] MAV: What? Just ’cause you guys abandoned me on a godforsaken planet with no chance of survival?

Be dangerous, darling, for the whole world rises and falls at your feet.

The area around the MAV looks like the set of Sanford and Son. I learned about Sanford and Son from Lewis’s collection. Seriously, that woman needs to see someone about her seventies problem.

Remember, you’ll be pulling some pretty heavy g’s. It’s okay to pass out. You’re in Martinez’s hands.” “Tell that asshole no barrel rolls.” “Copy that, MAV,” Lewis said.

I stumbled up the hill back toward the Hab. As I crested the rise, I saw something that made me very happy and something that made me very sad: The Hab was intact (yay!) and the MAV was gone (boo!).

[19:28] MAV: So far, so good. NASA put a lot of thought into the procedures. They work. That’s not to say they’re easy. I spent the last 3 days removing Hull Panel 19 and the front window. Even in Mars-g they’re heavy motherfuckers. [19:29] JOHANSSEN: When we pick you up, I will make wild, passionate love to you. Prepare your body. [19:29] JOHANSSEN: I didn’t type that! That was Martinez! I stepped away from the console for like 10 seconds! [19:29] MAV: I’ve really missed you guys.

Velva’s face glowed in the streetlight. “Sir Sun, don’t you see? I am your violent violet. And you are mine.

Maverick opens it. “Merry Christmas!” he exclaims. Except it’s October, it’s Thanksgiving, and now Mav just looks like a big dork.

I have a present for you.” He raised his eye brows. “I don’t like your surprises.” “You’ll like this one. Close your eyes.

Solar cells are great in the short term, and they’re good for the long term if you have humans around to clean them. But the MAV sits alone for years quietly making fuel, then just kind of hangs out until its crew arrives. Even doing nothing, it needs power,

The Hab was intact (yay!) and the MAV was gone (boo!).

Open your mouth,” he says. I open it, and his face scrunches up. “Ill. We gotta get you a whole bottle of mouthwash. ’Bout to raise the dead with that breath.” I laugh with tears in my eyes. Like I said, Daddy’s talented that way.

So Houston got understandably nervous when we got whacked with 175 kph winds. We all got in our flight space suits and huddled in the middle of the Hab, just in case it lost pressure. But the Hab wasn’t the problem. The MAV is a spaceship. It has a lot of delicate parts. It can put up with storms to a certain extent, but it can’t just get sandblasted forever. After an hour and a half of sustained wind, NASA gave the order to abort. Nobody wanted to stop a monthlong mission after only six days, but if the MAV took any more punishment, we’d all have gotten stranded down there.

I think about the sheer number of people who pulled together just to save my sorry ass, and I can barely comprehend it. My crewmates sacrificed a year of their lives to come back for me. Countless people at NASA worked day and night to invent rover and MAV modifications. All of JPL busted their asses to make a probe that was destroyed on launch. Then, instead of giving up, they made another probe to resupply Hermes. The China National Space Administration abandoned a project they'd worked on for years just to provide a booster. The cost for my survival must have been hundreds of millions of dollar. All to save one dorky botanist. Why bother? Well, okay. I know the answer to that. Part of it might be what I represent: progress, science, and the interplanetary future we've dreamed of for centuries. But really, they did it because every human being has a basic instinct to help each other out. It might not seem that way sometimes, but it's true. If a hiker gets lost in the mountains, people will coordinate a search. If a train crashes, people will line up to give blood. If an earthquake levels a city, people all over the world will send emergency supplies. This is so fundamentally human that it's found in every culture without exception. Yes, there are assholes who just don't care, but they're massively outnumbered by the people who do. And because of that, I had billions of people on my side. Pretty cool, eh?

[09:09] MAV: You’re sending me into space in a convertible.

It's okay to pass out. You're in Martinez's hands." "Tell that asshole no barrel rolls." "Copy that, MAV," Lewis said.

I will always choose Faye. Always. You’re my best friend, Mav. But she’s my team.

Eli whispered the words I’d never thought I’d hear in my entire life…and wasn’t sure I’d ever wanted to. “I love you, Mav.

Mav turned around and slowly pulled his shirt off. Saliva filled my mouth as I watched the snakes shift and dance along his back with every rippling flex of his muscles. “Turn

It wouldn’t be so bad if the MAV blew up. I wouldn’t know what hit me, but if I miss the intercept, I’ll just float around in space until I run out of air. I have a contingency plan for that. I’ll drop the oxygen mixture to zero and breathe pure nitrogen until I suffocate. It wouldn’t feel bad. The lungs don’t have the ability to sense lack of oxygen. I’d just get tired, fall asleep, then die.

I can create the O2 easily enough. It takes twenty hours for the MAV fuel plant to fill its 10-liter tank with CO2. The oxygenator can turn it into O2, then the atmospheric regulator will see the O2 content in the Hab is high, and pull it out of the air, storing it in the main O2 tanks. They’ll fill up, so I’ll have to transfer O2 over to the rovers’ tanks and even the space suit tanks as necessary.

The feel of her skin as she struggled beneath, the life inside, the death without. The breaching of life and death, of survival uncaged inside him: a dark beast with violence and sex in its soul. In his soul.

Then, they had me run a full diagnostic on the MAV. That's in much better shape. Everything's sleek and pristine and perfectly functional. I'd almost forgotten what new hardware even looks like. Pity I'm going to tear it apart.

[19:29] JOHANSSEN: When we pick you up, I will make wild, passionate love to you. Prepare your body. [19:29] JOHANSSEN: I didn't type that! That was Martinez! I stepped away from the console for like 10 seconds! [19:29] MAV: I've really missed you guys.

[08:41] MAV: You fucking kidding me? [09:55] HOUSTON: Admittedly, they are very invasive modifications, but they have to be done. The procedure doc we sent has instructions for carrying out each of these steps with tools you have on hand. Also, you’ll need to start electrolyzing water to get the hydrogen for the fuel plant. We’ll send you procedures for that shortly. [09:09] MAV: You’re sending me into space in a convertible. [09:24] HOUSTON: There will be Hab canvas covering the holes. It will provide enough aerodynamics in Mars’s atmosphere. [09:38] MAV: So it’s a ragtop. Much better.

I broke two ribs during the MAV ascent. They were sore the whole time, but they really started screaming when Vogel pulled us into the airlock by the tether. I didn't want to distract the people who were saving my life, so I muted my mic and screamed like a little girl. It's true, you know. In space, no one can hear you scream like a little girl.

At the end of the world, music always played on like a bad movie.

Hell is behind a black door.

Love is always worth the risks, even when, especially when, it scares you.

WATNEY HEARD Lewis’s voice in the distance. Like someone talking to him through a long tunnel. He vaguely wondered what she wanted. His attention was briefly drawn to the fluttering canvas ahead of him. A rip had appeared and was rapidly widening. But then he was distracted by a bolt in one of the bulkheads. It only had five sides. He wondered why NASA decided that bolt needed five sides instead of six. It would require a special wrench to tighten or loosen. The canvas tore even further, the tattered material flapping wildly. Through the opening, Watney saw red sky stretching out infinitely ahead. “That’s nice,” he thought. As the MAV flew higher, the atmosphere grew thinner. Soon, the canvas stopped fluttering and simply stretched toward Mark. The sky shifted from red to black. “That’s nice, too,” Mark thought. As consciousness slipped away, he wondered where he could get a cool five-sided bolt like that.

Visual on Beck!” Watney reported. “How ya doin’, man?” Beck said, pulling himself into the ship. “I…I just…” Watney said. “Give me a minute. You’re the first person I’ve seen in eighteen months.” “We don’t have a minute,” Beck said, kicking off the wall. “We’ve got eleven seconds before we run out of tether.” Beck’s course took him to the chair, where he clumsily collided with Watney. The two gripped each other’s arms to keep Beck from bouncing away. “Contact with Watney!” Beck said. “Eight seconds, Dr. Beck,” Vogel radioed. “Copy,” Beck said as he hastily latched the front of his suit to the front of Watney’s with tether clips. “Connected,” he said. Watney released the straps on his chair. “Restraints off.” “We’re outa here,” Beck said, kicking off the chair toward the opening. The two men floated across the MAV cabin to the opening. Beck reached out his arm and pushed off the edge as they passed through. “We’re out,” Beck reported.

[08:41] MAV: You fucking kidding me? [09:55] HOUSTON: Admittedly, they are very invasive modifications, but hey have to be done. The procedure doc we sent has instructions for carrying out each of these steps with tools you have on hand. Also, you'll need to start electrolyzing water to get the hydrogen for the fuel plant. We'll send you procedures for that shortly. [09:09] MAV: You're sending me into space in a convertible. [09:24] HOUSTON: There will be Hab canvas covering the holes. It will provide enough aerodynamics in Mars's atmosphere. [09:38] MAV: So it's a ragtop. Much better.

The rover crested a nearby dune with the trailer in tow. It slowed for a few moments, then continued toward the ship at top speed. It came to a stop twenty meters away. There it remained for ten minutes while the astronaut inside suited up. He stumbled excitedly out of the airlock, falling to the ground then scrambling to his feet. Beholding the MAV, he gestured to it with both arms, as if in disbelief. He leaped into the air several times, arms held high with fists clenched. Then he knelt on one knee and fist-pumped repeatedly. Running to the spacecraft, he hugged Landing Strut B. After a few moments, he broke off the embrace to perform another round of leaping celebrations. Now fatigued, the astronaut stood with arms akimbo, looking up at the sleek lines of the engineering marvel before him.

My crewmates sacrificed a year of their lives to come back for me. Countless people at NASA worked day and night to invent rover and MAV modifications. All of JPL busted their asses to make a probe that was destroyed on launch. Then, instead of giving up, they made another probe to resupply Hermes. The China National Space Administration abandoned a project they’d worked on for years just to provide a booster. The cost for my survival must have been hundreds of millions of dollars. All to save one dorky botanist. Why bother? Well, okay. I know the answer to that. Part of it might be what I represent: progress, science, and the interplanetary future we’ve dreamed of for centuries. But really, they did it because every human being has a basic instinct to help each other out. It might not seem that way sometimes, but it’s true.

You find me amusing,” I point out. “And confusing.” “No, not confusing. You’re nothing if not straight forward. But yes, I find you amusing. I find you a lot of things that I probably shouldn’t.” … If Mav is already thinking of me in ways he probably shouldn’t, and I keep pushing his buttons, we’re both going to end up in big trouble. Bring it on.

Faster, harder, deeper, Mav doesn’t give in, doesn’t give up. He fucks me like it’s his job, like he’s trying to save me. This man is a goddamn national treasure.

I cut him off with a kiss. “I’m sorry, baby…I was having doubts, but not about you or us...” Eli put his thumb over my lips to stop me. “It’s yes, Mav. It’s been yes from the moment I met you. It will be yes for the rest of my life.” Tears

Eli, I need to ask you something-” “Yes, Mav. The answer is yes.

You are worthy of love, Mav, and I love you. From now until the stars fall.

He trailed the back of his hand over Mav’s face, marveling at the boy’s soft, warm skin. And he knew. There was something in him that would never stop loving Maverick Kane.

He’s a pig,” whispers May, her frail body wavering in the firelight. “An ugly pink pig. And I think the pig needs to be butchered.

And the wolf said, I’ll huff and I’ll puff and find your money, you shit-faced fucker…

An Undergrounder is one who comes back after he’s or she’s—you know, under the ground.” Daniel’s green eyes flared again. “That isn’t supposed to happen.” Sir Sun nodded in agreement. “Most certainly not.

Velva wasn’t merely a rose among the thorns, the lily of the valleys, she was Empress amongst the stars and planet.

The old folks say there is only black and white. That may do for their tidy lives, but it doesn’t apply to all of us. We, Supergirls for real and the wretched creature at my feet, live in the gray and the mist. We may never see the stars, but we believe in the dream of them.

We were going to save the world, because no one ever saved us.

And then, standing there in my Godzilla t-shirt, her blonde hair combed to the side, she says, “Supergirls stand together.” I had to say the rest, “Supergirls stay together.

Demons? No problem. Just find your local stalker psycho and ask the whistling dear head hanging above his fireplace how many licks on a toostie pop does it take to make a demon go away.

The truth,” Mrs. Hodgkins says, standing back up and turning to her cold marble pupils, “is imagination without boundaries is like a gun, it can be dangerous and kill.” She turns slightly and points to the back of her head to demonstrate. Her brains spill over the left crevice of her skull, clinging like hardened jelly. “Or imagination can save lives.

No, the only way to peace is through darkness, the black door, through the cellar to the money.

A moment of silence settled over all of them. Then Velva broke it. “We are the hunter and the haunter, the haunted and hunted.…” “But for what purpose?” asked Sir Sun. “It is all for the same purpose, Timothy.  The empty that wish to be full.

I snipped the cherries but left the banana.” She gave him a knowing look. “God,” said Sir Sun. “No, not God. Me. I did it.” She pointed at herself.

The image of May shoving the gun down her lace panty butt crack and drawing it like an old west cowboy is too much. Who are we? Who the fuck are we? Supergirls for real, that’s who.

The Hab was intact (yay!) and the MAV was gone (boo!).

She called me Mav. I feel like I should fuck her right now just to reinforce the good behavior.

This won’t work if you don’t trust me, Eli,” Mav said quietly as he continued to hold the helmet out. I swallowed hard. I knew he was right, but he had no idea what he was asking of me. Being able to escape was all I had. Mav

I had no idea what I was supposed to do with my hands, but before I could even find a place to put them to brace myself, Mav turned slightly and grabbed my right hand. He tugged it forward until it was wrapped around his waist. I nearly swallowed my tongue as I felt the hard muscles of his abdomen beneath my palm and to my own surprise, I was eager to wrap my other arm around him as well. The

I had no control of my body or even my mind. Nothing existed except for the wave of pleasure that crashed through me as the coil of need inside of me snapped. My body jerked and thrashed uncontrollably as hot liquid sprayed all over my abdomen and groin and I felt tears prick my eyes as Mav whispered, “So fucking beautiful,” in my ear. I

Mav kissed me again, deeper this time. He lifted just long enough to whisper, “I leave so I don’t get left,” and then his mouth sealed over mine and I knew he was done talking. His final words hung in my brain as he began to kiss me, desperately, as if the admission had opened some kind of floodgate for him.

It’s beautiful,” I said as I explored every curve and line. I looked up to see Mav watching me intently. “You’re beautiful,” I whispered as his dark eyes held mine. He didn’t say anything, but the arm wrapped around my waist tightened imperceptibly and then he was drawing me up against his chest for another kiss.

I need you,” he finally said and I heard the tremor in his voice. For any other man I had no doubt the words would have been easy ones to say, but for Mav, I suspected they cost him so much more. I

Tears slipped down Eli’s face even as he smiled tremulously and said, “You’re never going to be alone again, Mav. I’m never going to let anyone hurt you ever again and I’m going to love you for the rest of my life.” I

I would never get used to how gorgeous he was or the effect he had on me besides just intimidating the hell out of me. It wasn’t like I hadn’t had my fair share of attention from other men. Between my leaner build and borderline effeminate features, I’d often attracted men from all walks of life and while I’d used my looks to my advantage when I’d been younger, it wasn’t something I had ever been particularly proud of. But something in the way Mav looked at me felt different.

I would never get used to how gorgeous he was or the effect he had on me besides just intimidating the hell out of me. It wasn’t like I hadn’t had my fair share of attention from other men. Between my leaner build and borderline effeminate features, I’d often attracted men from all walks of life and while I’d used my looks to my advantage when I’d been younger, it wasn’t something I had ever been particularly proud of. But something in the way Mav looked at me felt different. Yes, the desire was there – I wasn’t completely blind after all. But there was something else too. I felt it even now as he watched me approach and although I was nervous about spending time with him, especially considering what I’d done to him a couple of hours ago, I was also kind of looking forward to it too. Though I wasn’t really sure why. But

God, yes, harder Mav, please! Fuck, I love you so much!” Eli bit out as his eyes opened and held mine. “Tell me you’re mine!” I demanded as I suddenly came to a complete stop. Eli let out a ragged whimper, but managed to get out, “Yours, Mav! Only yours!” I slammed into him. “Again!” “I’m yours, Mav. Always yours!” I

A lifetime of firsts. Emotion welled up in my chest because I knew exactly what the words meant…Eli had given Mav so many firsts…love, family, a home. “It’s beautiful,” I murmured and then returned my gaze to Mav. “He’ll love it,” I reassured him. Mav

I closed my eyes as I heard my stepfather call my name and opened them just in time to see him striding towards me. Only he never even got close because Mav laid him out with one punch and then he was on top of Jack, his big hands wrapped around the man’s skinny throat.

Mav,” Dom finally said and I saw him lift Logan’s hand to his mouth for a brief kiss. “Take care of our son and let him take care of you. That’s all we ask.” Emotion clogged my throat and I barely managed to say, “I will. I swear it.” I

Merry Christmas, Mav,” Eli whispered against my mouth. “It’s not Christmas yet,” I murmured as I drew him closer to me, though there was no room left between us. “Yes it is,” he said. “It’s 12:01.” I

East was always the most laid-back of them all. Linc was the protector, Finley was the quiet one, Mav was the psycho, and East was the glue that held them all together.

Mav laughed and pressed a kiss to her temple. "Damn, I love you." She went still, like a woodland creature who'd spotted a predator. "You look more scraed of me than the assassin chasing us," he said dryly. "Mav-" a taut whisper filled with so much emotion. He loved this woman. This smart, spunky, loyal woman. He'd convince her of that after they got out alive.

My girlfriend is coming with us," he ordered. I stilled. "Girlfriend?" "Woman, I don't care which label you use." He tugged me closer, his palm to my cheek. "Mine." Happy tears welled in my eyes. The paramedic huffed. "I was going to say she can come, but you didn't let me finish. Nice speech, though." I grinned at her. "It was, wasn't it? He's in love with me." "I'd hold on to that one, honey." I met Mav's gaze. "I think I might.

A muscle ticked in his jaw. "Not easily. We need more computer power." I watched the map turning red. We need a lot more power. Dammit. "God, they're perfect for each other," Zane murmured. "There must be something we can do, " I said ignoring the billionaire. "I'm not letting that asshole win. I let Rayner pinch my ass to get that trojan on his phone." Mav's face turned to stone. "He what?" "Stay focused, big guy. We need to think." "No, we need more computer power. Luckily, I have that." My head whipped up. "At the Rivera Tech Park upstate." I gasped. "Oh my God, I've always wanted to see inside of that place." "Yes, perfect for each other," Liam whispered. Mav smiled. "Today's your lucky day, angel." "He's smiling again," Zane said. "I know, " Liam replied, "I'm still not used to it.

That was some ballsy fighting, my nakey friend.” Mav rolls his eyes. “Really? You’re going there?” “What? I’m one of the guys, right? If my bro wants to rock out with his cock out, I don’t judge.” “Please stop,” Mav says, shaking his head. “Hang out with his wang out?” “You’re a freak, Storme.” “No need to get testis, Mav. Just breakin’ River’s balls.” River chuckles. “Okay, Jess. Get it out of your system.

I think I keep calling him Mav because I want him to loosen up a little. Get dirty. Be a kid. Isn’t that why all the Williams of the world were called Billy as kids and the Richards were called Dicks? Actually maybe a bully came up with that one.

As much as it would be the most comfortable option, if I leave here wearing your clothes, gossip mills will run riot.” Mav exhaled. “I’ll hold my tablet over the front of me.” ~Maverick, Rogue Royal

Hey.” Maverick puts his arm around my shoulder. “You’re a catch, Huddy. Your person is out there, and you want to know the wildest fucking thing?” I huff. My breath comes out like a wisp of smoke, and I can’t wait to hear. “What?” “She’s trying to get to you right now. It’s just taking her a little while. Traffic, you know?” “Wow. That might be the deepest thing you’ve ever said, Mav.