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Rider had heard the doorbell. It made such a distracting noise though she guessed that that was the intended purpose. Certainly, it didn't help that her ears were way more sensitive than humans to compensate for her lack of eyesight. She would have to inform her master about her dislike of noises like that. Maybe he could convince the lion of the woman who was her master's mother that a doorbell isn't necessary at all. They had hands, after all, knocks suffice greatly. Whoever was at the door then rang the doorbell again. At this point Rider was getting frustrated with the noise and if it wasn't for her master's mother being kinda in the way she would've grabbed the door herself just to shut them up.

She sighed as she looked towards the doorway again. They weren't coming in, that alone was suspect. Why announce your presence so much if you're not going to use the door. Rider readied herself on the stairs, just in case it wasn't Assassin trying to tie up his loose ends. She didn't manifest any of her weapons due to the presence of Aoi (she didn't want to give her masters mother a heart attack) though she certainly wasn't unprepared for a confrontation. She re-positioned herself on the stairs to be in front of Ren though she was leaving him with enough space to get around her easily in case he needed to go downstairs faster than up.

She heard the window break and at once she crouched down in a combative stance. This cannot be any regular guest. [color=92278f]"Ren I."[/color] She began as she sensed the magical energy of a servant phasing through the wall. She turned to face the obviously bigger problem of the two as she watched him solidify. Blue spandex. Nice. Not her type of color though to be honest. 

Medusa watched as the servant stopped in his tracks. Why was he hesitating, she glanced back at the man who had broken a window. Her attention fully focused as she watched what he was doing to her master's mother. Is that how you treat a lady? By altering her memories of an event. Disgraceful. Murder sure, it happens but altering what people think, saw, felt. That was crueler to Medusa then anything else. She was about to intervene when an annoyance spoke up. "Lancer at your service, not to worry, I won't be assaulting any ladies unless they ask for it." The blue annoyance said. So the servant is as much as a complete savage with no respect for a woman as the master. If anyone was going to be the assaulting it would be Medusa. A very violent type of assault. The kind that leaves one hell of a crime scene.


While Ren was forcing his mother out the door, she shot Lancer a look if you could call it that. She just had an angry frown on her face because you could not see her eyebrows or even eyes behind her mask. Certainly, She wasn't happy with the introductions and unsurprisingly neither was her Master who was displaying great anger at the window smasher when he had moved past her. Her master even knew how to make threats. It was kinda cute to listen to such a timid boy making threats but what good were they if they had no weight.  

She walked over to her master who had turned his back to the situation. She positioned herself so she would be (if it wasn't for the aforementioned blindfold.) looking into his eyes. She kept her voice low as she whispered something into his ear after the moment she had. [color=92278f]"If they do it again, Ren. Just ask for my help. It would be my [i]pleasure[/i]."[/color] She softly spoke into his ear with the sweet tone she reserved for people she respected. She pulled her head away from his ear as she stood up, moving over to the window-breaker whom she was beginning to assume was the professor from earlier. She didn't have much reason to like him currently and she needed to vent frustration so.

She continued walking closer to him with a relaxed body language that shows that nothing was wrong. It was an extremely convincing facade after all. She knew most likely the professor wouldn't respond adversely, so she stood still she was just in front of him. [color=92278f]"Your the professor, I presume? The name is Rider."[/color] She said with a hint of frustrated anger toward him for making Ren upset. [color=92278f]"In future can you not make Ren upset. Tease him certainly but never make him upset."[/color] She commanded with a voice that demanded submission to its demands. She turned to walk back to her Master but not before 'accidentally' digging her heel into the professor's shoe. If he asked why she did it. She had an excuse and it didn't take a genius to [i]see[/i] what that excuse was.