The strange change in positions suddenly had her gasping as he seemed to bespell her. Why? Why would the God Horus do such a thing? Even as a princess it was the highest of honors. And here she was, horribly smelling wraps and bandages. As suddenly as he helped her up and moved her to the seat opposing his, she glanced down to the strap that went about her body. What was this? I kinky restraining device?<br/><br/>Once more, even seatbelts weren't a thing of her time.<br/><br/>Once the God set in his own proof seat she looked over to him, she couldn't fathom why he didn't speak in their natural language, but rather in a language a slave would speak. She frowned as he spoke and suddenly, noise filled the air, her hands reached up to her ears to try and close it all out, but if course it did little good. Worse of all he was singing along and then the beast seemed to dislike it.<br/><br/>The metal beast went into rolls and tumbles, as though the strange singing was making it angry or upsetting it. All the while, the bandage vampire was like a cat with its claws sank into the seat. Holding a death grip to it, which only seemed to tightened as the beast dive down toward... Water!!<br/><br/>The first sound from her was a groveled scream, one that clearly lack drink if any sort for many years. Though as suddenly as this happened it seemed the large metallic beast changed its mind and went upward. And once more another scream came from her. All the unknowns of the new world scaring her, just as much as the aerial stunts that the God Hirus seemed to make the beast do.