Victor relaxed on his back for abit, catching his breath. Having really enjoyed that. He sat up, and watched Natalie don that helium suit. He'd developed quite a few fetishes during his time with her. And seeing her strap herself into almost any suit made him just a little bothered. He smiled though and let it wash over him. He sat and watched, when she was fully kitted up and before she jumped away he got up and gave her a kiss, "And you've got alot of it." He stepped back. He then looked at her, "Oh I know what it's like to ride you. But hmmm." He looked over to the other suit. She'd been busy. It was measured to fit his overly large frame. He wondered if it'd even fit.

He stood there for a time looking at the suit, turning as she makes her jump into the air and starts to drift.

He must have blacked out for abit. Because when he next blinked, he found himself half way into putting on the second helium suit. He stopped, looking up at Natalie in confusion, then down at the suit again. He stood there for abit, then shrugged and continued to put the suit on. He had somehow come this far. He wanted to go the rest of the way. May as well give it a try. You only live once after all. He can bench press trucks, flip pick ups, fly in a wing suit. Why not give this a try? Soon he has the full suit on. He's got everything hooked up to it. HE looks up at Natalie, takes a few running steps, and hits the control switch. Soon he's drifting up towards her. The rotor fans buzzing as they lift his heavy form into the air.

He fights to keep himself up right. But by the time he drifts to a stop beside Natalie, he's floating upside down. A huge grin on his face, "Okay....maybe I need some training." He fights to right himself, chuckling softly. He's got all the time he needs, sometimes you just need a littel vaccy.