Suddenly one of the horse less wagons stopped. There was a human inside and he stuck his head out of a hole that appeared suddenly. Strangely enough he spoke their language. "What are you two doing on the ground?" he asked "That's no place to be!" He saw the sobbing Daine. "What's wrong? Are you two lost? Do you have to get to the fair?"
"Fair?" Numair asked.
"Well you two look like you are dressed for the renaissance fair."
Daine stopped crying, "Rena-what?"
The man got out of the car and helped Numair up and Numair helped Daine to her feet. The stranger was dressed in a tunic, shirt and breeches. He looked surprisingly similar to one of Daine's rider friends. He was average height with semi curly dirty blond hair. Maybe he was about 16 or 20?
"I'm David." He said smiling. "Who are you?"
"I'm Numair Salmalin, and this in Daine."
Daine nodded distractedly at him. Her temples throbbed horrible and she could not concentrate on the conversation. The two men talked for a few minutes while Daine listened sadly to the animals. So many were in pain, so many were dying, so many were dead.
It reminded Daine of the time that she had been in the menagerie in Tortall that first time, but this was on a MUCH larger scale. This was worldwide. Whatever world it was.
Numair turned to her, "David has offered to give us a ride in his car." He said his face showing his confusion at the word. She only stared at him. "That wagon thing that's a car," Numair clarified.
"Wow." David commented, "You guys really stay in character. I'm only going to pick up girls."
They got into the, um, the car Numair and Daine in the back and David driving. Driving was turning a wheel type thing so that the-car would move in that direction.
"Fair?" Numair asked.
"Well you two look like you are dressed for the renaissance fair."
Daine stopped crying, "Rena-what?"
The man got out of the car and helped Numair up and Numair helped Daine to her feet. The stranger was dressed in a tunic, shirt and breeches. He looked surprisingly similar to one of Daine's rider friends. He was average height with semi curly dirty blond hair. Maybe he was about 16 or 20?
"I'm David." He said smiling. "Who are you?"
"I'm Numair Salmalin, and this in Daine."
Daine nodded distractedly at him. Her temples throbbed horrible and she could not concentrate on the conversation. The two men talked for a few minutes while Daine listened sadly to the animals. So many were in pain, so many were dying, so many were dead.
It reminded Daine of the time that she had been in the menagerie in Tortall that first time, but this was on a MUCH larger scale. This was worldwide. Whatever world it was.
Numair turned to her, "David has offered to give us a ride in his car." He said his face showing his confusion at the word. She only stared at him. "That wagon thing that's a car," Numair clarified.
"Wow." David commented, "You guys really stay in character. I'm only going to pick up girls."
They got into the, um, the car Numair and Daine in the back and David driving. Driving was turning a wheel type thing so that the-car would move in that direction.