<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;">She was close, very close. He could see the veins in her eyes. Her hands were moving over his body, carefully, not at all in an erotic way, but they left a line of fire behind. Only the fear for Bull made him not press her against the next bunk and take her here and now. He was really astonished how quickly he was falling for this stubborn girl. He could try to stop it as much as he wanted, he knew that he was lost. In more than one way...<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Any other aching area you think needs more immediate attention?"</span><br/><br/>Peter rolled his eyes and his hand went under her chin.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"My heart is aching badly and it wouldn't mind some more attention...ah, damn..."</span><br/><br/>The blarring sound returned as if on signal. Somebody really seemed to begrudge him some kisses. He pressed the communicator button again.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Viking, Thomas is ok, but we have no contact to Bull. We can't send anyone down for the next twelve hours. We are still expecting aftershocks and then we have to check the collapsed soles first. But if you could get to him and he needs medical attention, we would risk to get you folks out."</span><br/><br/>Peter hesitated for a moment, then he made up his mind.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Ok, we try. Call Thomas and tell him that we meet at Bull's shaft. If there is anybody on sole 63 and 64, they shall check if the lift shaft isn't blocked. If we have to climb to 64 or 63 to catch the lift, they shall inform you and then try to open the passage to us. But nobody is to come down to 65. This sole is clearly instable and I don't want more people trapped here if we got massive aftershocks. We come back to you in one hour intervall from the communication spot near the lift. If you hear nothing from us for three hours, then assume us trapped too."</span><br/><br/>Peter waited for the confirmation and then he turned to Alice, lifting his arms up.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Forget the open wounds, they are only scrapes. But bandage my chest really tight. We will have to move rocks..."</span><br/><br/>It was the moment when the floor shook again for fifteen seconds, but not nearly as strong as before.</div>