<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 laughed again, he liked her irony, even the reason for it was anything but laughable.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Yes relativity, if we are quick enough there may be a relative chance that we make it in time to his save room. But we are kind of lucky. Bull and Damian have fourhundred yards more in their tunnel. The problem is, that nobody at UE is interested in it. There are no controls here, no officials having a look at it. But, yes, nobody said that life is fair. Ok, let's go back to work."</span><br/><br/>He put his hand on her back to push her in the right direction, but pulled it immediately back. This damn promise not to touch her would haunt him probably more than he guessed. He knew that she had said, that she didn't mind the contacts, the problem was that he had to keep the distance to refrain himself from wanting more. The last thing he needed was falling for the enemy. And Alice, even though very clearly full of anger about UE, still was the enemy. And she would remain his enemy for a long time, he was sure about that.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Ok. Next break in eight hours at the end of shift one. Let's see how you fare at that time. The longer the shift lasts the more straining it gets. And it isn't like you are build for that work, although it is obvious that you are fit like an athlete. Unfortunately this work needs brute strength and no fitness. But we will see..."</span><br/><br/>They took their big drills again and the next hours they worked silently, only the sound of the drills and their pants filled the room. Peter checked on her everytime he finished a hole, which happened all three hours and corrected her stand and her posture to reduce the strain on her muscles. Still he had finished his fourth hole, while Alice was half into her second one, when he called the next break. Alice groaned painfully, when she slumped to the ground. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Still alive, Alice? How does it feel your first shift as a miner? Enjoy the prospects...you have to survive just the same amount of work again, then you can relax for the time you just worked, before the next double shift is calling. And no, I don't want to fuck with your mind. I just wonder if you regret your choice to go as a miner..."</span></div>