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The bill is for SEVERAL thousand pieces of eight.
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#2
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Sylvia sayd, "But we don't have that kind of gold, Carver!"
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#3
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Carver says, "Shut up and pay me."
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Susan steps in, and tries flirting with Carver, to see if he can make the payment cheaper.
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#5
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Carver decides to lower it down by one gold piece.
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#6
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Turns out Carver is a machine designed 400 years in the future and sent back to the 1700s, his objective: tend bars.
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#7
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Susan and Sylvia don't notice.
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#8
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Carver holds his hand out, awaiting payment.
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#9
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They hand him their rusty cutlasses, hoping it will cover.
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#10
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It doesn't.
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#11
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They decide to just sprint out of the Faithful.
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Sylvia is shot in the head by Carver, who is an excellent shot with a musket, and Susan sprints to safety.
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#13
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Susan waits until Carver is gone and then retrieves her broken sister's body.
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#14
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She noms it, for she was hungry.
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Wow.
She then mourns here sisters death for days. |
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