Victor looked over at his significant other. Arching an eyebrow. He pulled the big H1 out onto the highway and headed back towards the main area of the city. He spotted the service station. Then hrmed, "Well what the hell.." He said under his breath, signalling and all and exiting the high way and into the service stations grounds. He looked over his shoulder and bashed his head against the low cieling. He had managed to procure this maybe last existing H1 from the rental company because it was the biggest vehicle they had. All the tiny SUVs and other other cars and trucks just didn't fit his size at all. in fact even with the driver seat pushed as far back he could get it, he was still cramped up in there. He was way too tall for driving on his own, but didn't want to be dependent on someone else to drive him around. It's why he had a massive custom made motorcycle in the states and an immense specially made van over in Denmark for his private use, and only traveled with a driver when he was on the job. So that head bash came from him just being too bloody big for the situation. He let out a groan as he pulled the car into an out of the way section of the parking lot. He rubbed his head with one hand, not having yet noticed Natalie opening her shirt. He didn't realize anything amiss until he heard and felt the loosening of his trousers zipper. He looked down, and all his woes, pain and annoyance disappeared. He idly wondered how she knew he was stopped up...or if she even cared and this was was funsies... He didn't care after a moment. All that mattered as...oh forget it... ---- Victor sighed, stuffing things away himself and returning his zipper to it's upright and secured position, "Frickin' tease. Not that I'm complaining too much." He kissed her, started the engine again and backed them out, hit the vehicle into drive and re-entered the highway. He had a huge grin on his face now. And he atleast had that whole, "I-just-had-fun" look on his face, which would fade by the time they got to the restaurant more then likely. He pulled out onto the highway and headed into the city. As he drove he smiled at Natalie, "Well you are in luck babe, this place does custom orders. 50 egg whites? Oh yeah they'll do that for you, and a half pound of bacon to go with it. It didn't take them long to reach their destination. Parked across the downtown street from the place. He got out, and even playfully opened the door for Natalie. Then even strolled across the road with her, almost every car stopping for the pair of giants as they walked. Victor honestly didn't think anything could go wrong at the moment. But something deep inside him clicked and his instincts, those of a former black on black operations operator clicked on. Something was off on this street. Once they got onto the sidewalk he stopped, turned and scanned both ways back and forth down the street. Cars, trucks, bikes and people. Couriers running into buildings, police cruisers, beat cops. It all looked normal. A large moving van rolled past, looking decrepit and aged. Victor followed the van as it rolled by. Then parked across the street from a police station 2 and a half blocks down. Victor rubbed his chin, something about this all made bells ring. But nothing he could put his finger on. ----- [i]A few hours later, European Quarter[/i] "And welcome ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, to the opening events of the thirty-first World Strongest Man tournament in Brussels, Belguim, the defacto capital of the European Union. We have the strongest men from all over the world here today. From Africa, China, Canada, the United States, Mexico and beyond. These aren't body builders folks, you aren't going to see greased muscles and rippling pecs here. You're only going to see strength and power. Let's get on down to the action with our on the ground correspondent, Fred Konig, Fred you there?" The televised opening events switched to another man down on the ground... Victor rolled his shoulders, and watched his competitors. Their first event, the Tug of War, and alot of the competitors had already said they dreaded coming up against him. As these were opening events it was going to be a round robin until they narrowed it all down. Everyone got a chance to compete against everyone else. Until it was decided who would move on in this event. He cheered as one of the chinese competitors took the rope up while Victor's so called nemesis, a powerful but stupid German man took the other end. As he watched a man came up beside him. He looked down to see one o the WSM on the ground reporters. The cameraman signalled, then the reporter started out. "Hey Jon, Rod, guess who I found here on the ground." The camera turned to look up at Victor. Victor doing his best to give the camera and the audience on the other end a big grin. Fred smiled, "None other then reigning three time champ, Victor Kanatarrio. The Powerhouse himself. Victor, do you have a moment?" Victor nodded, "Of course." Fred smiled, "So how does it feel to be back competing at the WSMs? You've managed a threepeat already, think you can make it four? Or do you think one of your opponents might have a chance to oust you this year?" Victor smiled, "It's good to be back. I've been training almost non-stop for several months, even asking time off from work to do so. As for if there is a chance I'll be stopped, there is always that chance. Dan Ci from China is looking good, so is Sensei Takatari from Japan. I'm not so arrogant to think I'll be at the top forever." He smiled, and pointed at the camera, "Don't think that means I'm going to go silently into the night." He laughed and clapped Fred on the back hard enough to make the man take an involuntary step forward from the force. Fred laughs then smiles, "The public is curious Victor. Many know you have a girlfriend, and you've been together for a long time. Any hints on when you're gonna get hitched? You're the big star right now, you have thousands if not millions of fans, not a few of them women who would love to get to know you. Is Natalie here with you to cheer you on this year? The people want to know." Victor smiled, "I'll let her tell you that. If she wants too. As for getting hitched...it's in the works." Victor turned from the camera and Louis Xian the chinese competitor pulled the german off his feet finally. Victor cheered walking forward after the judges passed their decision, and with aging former champion Magnus Magnussen congratulated their friend together. Another cameraman stepping forward to show the three men trading high fives and making gestures at the camera. A little later Victor returned to Fred and grinned, getting right into the camera, grinning broadly, "That's the way we do it."