<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4040FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alice Green</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Huntress'</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Alice shook her head in disagreement with Phil's words. She wasn't happy with that at all. Yet, there wasn't much Alice could do. It was their hospital, after all, and they were in charge. And of course, she could need them some day in the future, and the last thing you want is to piss off the guy who can save your life in a bind. So, begrudgingly, Alice did as she was told and stayed still.<br/><br/>When Peter approached her, Alice intertwined his fingers with his and listened as he spoke. <br/><br/>As he asked if she remembered 'Excellior', Alice nodded. She was still a kid back then, preparing herself to join the MP, but she remembered. The ship's contents seemed to have turned into dust, as nobody could find even a trace of them. <br/><br/>Alice had to admit that, even though it was a crime, it was a justified one. Of course, she would never say it aloud. But that was the truth. She knew a justifiable situation when she saw one, and that was definitely a crime she could let slide. She wouldn't open her mouth about this, because the true crime would be to do so. If it depended on Alice, UE and MP would remain in the dark about this situation.<br/><br/>When Serge said those words, Alice grinned back.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4040FF">"You folks work pretty well for dead guys."</span><br/><br/>She looked up at Peter. "What I have seen here will never leave my lips."<br/><br/>After a pause, she looked down at Phil. <span style="color: #4040FF">"Hey, slow down with the fucking needle, you're not stitching your mother!"</span><br/><br/>Alice bit her lip right afterwards. <span style="color: #4040FF">"Sorry. You know that lady thing? I think Viking here is more of a lady than I am."</span></div>