Chapter 3 – 3 Days Later, Part Deux
"Ocheeva."
"Master Lucien, you're home! How was your trip?"
"It was fine Ocheeva. Now…"
"Did you see any sights?"
"It was a business trip to Dive Rock Mountain, Ocheeva."
"Where's your adoring fan?"
"Unfortunately dear child, he had a little accident at the top of the mountain."
"Oh no, he fell?"
"Eventually…a daedric arrow to the back of the head seemed to make him loose his balance."
"Still no sign of your Silencer I'm afraid Master."
"Yes, I didn't imagine there would be! There were some developments at Dive Rock."
"You found your Silencer out there?"
"In a sense, dear child. The Adoring Fan landed on his body."
"….you mean he killed him."
"No, no, no…well, yes but not the way you think. He was already dead when the fan landed on top of him."
"How did he die? He was one of the finest assassins I've ever met."
"His journal was amongst the possessions I found on him, it seems he's been carrying the adoring fan around with him for a few years now and just couldn't take it anymore….."
"He jumped?"
"It would appear so, after trying to get rid of his fan for so long and failing he decided to pack it all in…."
"The finest assassin in the world ended by an annoying Bosmer boy."
"Mmmm, I know how he felt dear child. It took three days to get out to Dive Rock and a great deal of self control on my part with the fan."
"What does his journal say?"
"He just had one word in the last entry….."
"Which was?"
"'Bugger!'"
3 DAYS AGO
"Ah my child, good morning to you."
"Gosh Mr. LaChance, I still can't believe that I'm standing here next to you…."
"Yes, yes, yes dear child. We've been through all that now why don't you fix me a health potion before we head out, the mead from last night has left me with a bit of a headache."
"Oh yes Mr. LaChance, straight away…"
"…and child?"
"Mr. LaChance."
"Please, don't call me Mr. LaChance!"
"Oh wow! Thanks very much Lucien."
"That's Master, Fan."
"Oh…eh, right…eh, Master."
"One more thing, my child. Do you think you could make your health potions taste less like mud this time?"
"Not easy I'm afraid Master L!"
"Why is this?"
"Because it is mud!"
"So the three bottles you made me yesterday were in fact hot mud!"
"With sugar!"
"Which makes all the difference, doesn't it dear child!"
"Well it would do if we had any sugar, unfortunately there is none so I've been using sugar substitute."
"Which is…."
"Dandruff!"
"Excellent…"
"Still I could add some milk this time…..well, saliva…"
"No, no dear child. Thank you but I think I'll give your potions a miss before we head out."
"Oh golly, hello Ocheeva."
"Fan….Master."
"Ocheeva I'm going to be away….dealing with this little problem of ours would you be so good as to stay here and organise the contracts and if my Silencer turns up tell him to stay here until I get back."
"Yes, 'Master L.'"
"Child, you would be wise not to try me this morning!"
"If Master is stressed would he like a backrub?"
"Ocheeva…you're going to be eating….erm, Fan?"
"Yes Master?"
"Why don't you fix Ocheeva here a health potion before we head out."
"Oh, why thank you Master that sounds good. Make it a milky one will you."
"Sugar?"
"Three lumps!"
"Think you can scrounge up three lumps of sugar, Fan?"
2 DAYS AGO
"One thousand bottles of mead on a wall, one thousand bottles of mead. You take one down and pass it around and you've got nine hundred and ninety nine bottles of mead on a wall."
"Child, do you think you could give it a moments rest? We're only half-way to Dive Rock Moun…."
"Nine hundred and ninety nine…"
1 DAY AGO
"I'm glad that climb is over dear child but I'm afraid this is where you and I must part company. I'm sending you on ahead, fan!"
"I'm the scouting party?"
"Eh…yeah….you're the scouting party, have you got everything?"
"Yes Master L, dandruff brush, animal footprint chart, my copy of the Lusty Argonian Maid and my lunch box with the berries you gave me in it….I'm all set."
"Indeed you are dear child but I think you may find it more comfortable if you stand over here, yes that's right just in front of me!"
"Yes Master L, this is awfully exciting and I….."
…..Twang.
TODAY
"Master, I'm afraid I have some bad news."
"Ocheeva, I've only just sat down and opened a bottle of mead are you sure this can't wait?"
"I'm sure Master, you had better come with me!"
5 MINS LATER
"What is the colour of night?"
"Oh gosh, I should know this one…..erm….is it sand wine, my brother?"
"You see Master, he's back."
"Sithis DAMN-IT!"
"Begging your pardon, Master but are you sure he died on the Mountain top?"
"I'm sure dear child, he fell six hundred feet with an arrow in the back of his head. How is this possible?"
"What do we do? He'll wait out there forever! We could we run away?"
"No, no dear child, the Night Mother would just find us…..again!"
"Then what?"
"Turn the lights off Ocheeva and pretend nobody is home, tell everyone to pack up their gear."
"Pack up?"
"We're moving, my child!"
