"Give a courtesy flush hun! We really need to remember your sexy rears tolerances in the future. Other people would think that's a huge turn off. Just another thing to love." He laughs loudly

By the time Natalie came out of the washroom he was into his shadow sparring. And like alot of things in his morning routine he didn't hold anything back. If he had a flesh and blood sparring partner or a heavy bag to attack on every blow he unleashed would include that satisfying thump of impact. As it was, there was a soft woosh of displaced air as his fists, elbows, knees and feet whipped through the air. He had learned Muay Thai from many gyms across Norway and many in the States. And had recieved training in Judo from some very prestigious schools and from none other then Yoshihiro Akiyama. He had the training and the experience to back it all up. His blows lashed out, from fist to elbow, looping, lashing and cutting, he had trained under the famous Anderson Silva for a four month stint and had picked up Silva's incredible ability to throw uppercuts, and over hand strikes with his elbows. It would have looked properly stupid to try and shadow spar Judo, so he continued to let off combos with fists, feet, knees and hands. Any one of them designed to drop an opponent in a variety of ways. He got lost in the movements, and didn't notice how lost until his fist contacted the wall with a resounding crack. And it wasn't his knuckles giving way, but the plaster of the wall cracking and crazing with a spiderweb of small cracks. He pulled back and rubbed his had, "Oops."

*Four hours before the attack*

A tiny little breakfast cafe. That's where the pair of giants found themselves. They served alot of the European fair. Croissants, porriage, cereals and a bunch of other things. They had western modern food too and did a fair dealing in them. What they weren't expecting was a giant of a man, ordering a breakfast fajita the size of a football. Victor had expressly told them that their normal size fajita would barely fill him. And seeing he'd have to get up to some prime exercise later in the day he wanted to be full by lunch time.

And now he sat, cradling the large fajita, made of about 4 tortillas, and about a dozen eggs or more, with 3 whole green peppers and bits of bacon and cheese. He held it in his arms, like a giant baby, "Tis the biggest meal I'll likely have today. May as well be a baby." He grins over at Natalie goofily, "Maybe one of these days we'll actually have a child and I can do the same thing I'm doing now to him or her." He winked at her affectionately. He took the first bite of his meal. Grinning broadly.

He was quiet for about 8 minutes before placing the breakfast fajita down on a plate and looking at Natalie. He reached into a pocket, his large fingers wrapping around a velvet box. He looked at her quietly, then asked, "What do you feel about getting married hun? Would you want to wait? Or seal the deal soon? I'm curious. Been on my mind abit you know?" He looked at her, hoping for an answer.