<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4040FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alice Green/Sandra Lawson</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Huntress'</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Alice had been ironic for her own reasons. No matter what Halvardson thought, he was the one that would belong to her when she was done. She was aware that he wasn't stupid, but that only made everything more interesting. And Alice was willing to sink as low as it took in order to get her prize and drag him with her on her way back to her immediate superior. What would be done to him afterwards was not her problem. <br/><br/>Peter's detailing of his comments about her being his didn't impress Alice. Not even the comments about her not being safe alone. She had expected as much from a mining planet. Yet, she paid attention and did her best to appear half-flattered, half scared. It didn't take much effort for either. She had never had any man say things like that to her face. And the whole situation of the planet was slightly scary. Alice had to do her best to stay safe while being there and catching her prey. And she had no illusions, it would be her against everyone else, judging by the people there and by who Peter was and what his line of business happened to be.<br/><br/>Of course, Alice didn't know exactly what she was up against. Had she known what The Viking had told the others about her, and Alice would be a lot more concerned. Still, she would take his advice seriously and watch her own back. Maybe, if she was smart enough, she could even count on his protection for a little while before he figured he wouldn't be getting any action. Until then, she would probably have come up with some plan to keep herself as safe as possible.<br/><br/>There was also a bit of curiosity about these people. Alice would like to be able to ask questions, to dig into their minds and know why they acted as they did, why they were there, why they used that brain-frying shit. But she was pretty sure they wouldn't tell her, and that these questions would hardly be welcome.<br/><br/>When they finally got to her room, Alice grabbed her bag and prepared to get in. Halvardson's hand on her ass made 'Sandra' turn around. She froze for a second, uncomfortable with the surge of electricity she had just felt. <span style="font-style: italic">'What the hell?'</span>, her mind yelled at her. Picking herself up almost instantly, Alice raised her dark eyes to look at Peter.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4040FF">"Careful what you do. I might like it"</span>, she replied after him, entering the room and throwing herself on her bed. There was a lot of thinking and planning to be done before she started her shift. A lot of questions would probably be answered at this first shift. But many others would probably have to wait.</div>