<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Peter Halvardson</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Viking'</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Peter had closed his eyes for a second, trying to forget about the pain on his left side. He probably had scraped of his skin, some massive concussions and he might have broken a rib or two, but other than that, he was ok. They were at least still alive...<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Are you okay? Do you think...?"</span><br/><br/>He opened his eyes to look at Alice and the first thing he saw was the pool of blood forming under her leg. Groaning he got up and ripped the door of the emergency kit open. He grabbed some bandages and pulled Alice up and sat her on a bunk.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"First I have to take care of you, then you can check me and after that, we try to connect to Thomas and Bull. I hope that on the other soles the damage is not so big. The manipulators are big and massive, they can withstand some single rocks, but of course if we lost some entire soles..."</span><br/><br/>He didn't finish his sentence while he wound the bandage around her leg. He probed for any factures, but she seemed to be so far ok. They seemed to be born lucky...or at least he hoped. He had no idea if the tunnel was still open. Their workplace was definitely behind a pile of rocks now.<br/><br/>When he was finished with her leg he sat down groaning on the bunk next to her. She wanted to examine his wounds, but his hand suddenly wound around her waist and he pulled her in for a kiss. And this tme he didn't break it...</div>