Something deep within Medusas psyche was stirring when after her master had given her the confirmation that she may call him by his real name, he had locked eyes with her. He didn't freeze. These glasses really did work. Her eyes narrowed to what amounted to both a reassuring look and a glare at the same time as she looked down at Ren, Her Master.
Interrupted Rider shrugged off the professor's reentry into the room as just a failed attempt to defend himself. He hadn't given the best first impressions to a noble spirit and if he didn't have such ties to her master... well Lancer might find himself a little lonely. She decided to get back to the thought at hand.
It turns out that her Master was also cursed with the gift of an altered vision from the commoners of this world. That was nice, having a master that could understand her. It reminded her of her old master somewhat but... that was the past she had to concentrate on the here and now. The here and know being the boy whom she had contracted with. It gave her some meaning for her to exist. Well, that and making sure the professor never touched her master's mother again without some serious pain involved. So it seemed luck was smiling down upon her.
Of course, Ren had to keep embarrassing himself in front of her as if she didn't have enough strength over the whims of a man already, he was literally throwing himself to her feet over and over again like some sort of sacrifice with a deathwish bigger then a giant tied to a rock. It was adorable but only because he was doing it towards her. Flattery was always appreciated. She would still have to lecture him on proper conduct on talk to ladies. Not to see that he was a complete fail case but even a deaf and blind man would be more effective at getting to the point. Still, she had to be patient. Her master probably wasn't used to such formalities.
His reaction to her asking for clothes to cover her well. Frankly, revealing attire was flatly adorable. In her mind, she could picture it like she was the snake coiling around the little sheep boy. Not squeezing him to death no. But just gripping him tightly enough that he was always in arms reach. It certainly was never a bad idea to make sure her master never left her sight. He seemed frailer than her last one so she had to make extra sure he didn't 'break'.
Soon after what was a rather adorable display. She was presented with the clothing of this time. A couple of cotton garments which one would wear as a top and a pair of stiff looking blue trousers. Certainly not the outfit she was used to wearing but she would have to make do with it. "Thank you Ren," She told him mentally as she did a small curtsy taking the clothing and looking for a location remote enough to get changed. She left her master to his own Devices as she walked upstairs to what she believe to be the latrine room. It had a suitable lock for her to have some privacy when she changed. She took off her Glasses as her vision began to tint again but only after she had locked the door. She didn't need anyone turning to stone by her own act of clumsiness.
A few minutes laterMedusa finished putting on her new outfit. The top was a little tight and showing some of her midriff above the line where the jean ended but it wasn't at the point where it was too revealing or too small. It seemed to fit a good niche in exemplifying her curves in her figure which didn't help because of her heritage, the jeans served to do a just the same. In reality, medusa, while fussing over how the clothes felt looked like something straight out of a teenage boy's wet dream. She slide back on her glasses and stepped back out into the house making with what could only be seen as an almost predatory walk.
Coming back to where Ren was she did a little twirl purposely to fluster the boy. "Is this good Master?" She asked wanting both a second opinion and a way to tease her master to no end. Though sometimes teasing had to be put on hold. It wasn't like they were going to win a grail war with teasing.
"That aside, if the house needs defense I could bring my home territory right here. Though it would require some set up with the lay lines" Medusa said as she tapped her lip. "My blood fort could effectively eliminate basically any non-magus in an instant without discrimination while supplying you Ren or myself with mana. Though you will have to make sure mummy isn't around."
Rider continued her train of thought. "Though if we set up the fort here, would making the base of operations an effective bait and death trap be a good idea?" She said in an open statement. As a servant, she was bound to the service of her master. So, in reality, it was Rens call to turn the house into a fortress or make the death trap that was Andromeda elsewhere.
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