[Sorry for the long wait for a post, got caught up in some things, (read: started playing ARMA2 with friends) and completely forgot about the site. Sorry man and yeah I can understand what you mean, I wanted to get the set up ready, we can do some character building here now, then after a few posts move on into other things]

[i]Later that evening[/i]

Victor backed the big H1 into a space near the shopping mall. The opening days competitions had went by smoothly, and with the days end coming the competitors had taken the evening as their own, some groups seeking out a bar or club, some disappearing into a gym franchise they are a member of to keep in condition.

For Victor it was to pick up Natalie at their hotel room, bundle her up in whatever she felt like, and grab something for himself too, and out to the big truck they went, sardining themselves into the truck, and off to find someplace. A restuarant, a chalet, anywhere they could just chill out, and potentially make mad, bunny love somewhere later, who knows! He let's out a groan as he gets out of the truck, instantly towering over all the other people in the parking lot by half a chest, shoulders and head in many cases. Someone his height at his weight at his age ought to be having trouble standing and walking, late twenties and into the thirties is usually where thyroid giants like himself start to shut down. Their bodies unable to work, needing canes or crutches to move and supplements to keep their bodies working. Victor, through keeping himself fit and eatting ,right all that stuff they talk about, has managed to keep those crutches and canes away, a modern medical miracle. Building up his body and muscles to a point where he's more then likely to choose the time of his death rather then let nature dictate it for him. With his secret private life as a mercenary death bringer his death is likely to come in the form of a fiery explosion, rather then slow decay of muscle and age though in all honesty.

After FINALLY pulling himself free of the truck, he heads around to the other side of the truck and opens the door for Natalie. He grins down at her, well down at her as long as she's getting out of the truck, of course once she stands up she'll be as tall as him almost, and just as sexy...maybe. He smiles, "I hear this place has some great shops, but there is supposed to be a restaurant here that has some of the best food in Brussels. Thought seeing we're here, we can live a little more then we usually do. Eh?" HE wiggles his eyebrows at her, and in a rather gentlemanly way offer his arm to her so she can hang on while they make for the doors. This all amounts to a vacation for him after all, so why not chill out, eat like a maniac, buy some souvenirs for memories, because before long this would all be over and it'd be back to work as usual.