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[ooc: Charlie's dead]
The bar door opens, and Bartleby standing in it, holding a limp, blonde body in his arms. There's a heavily pregnant woman leaning against him, and when the door opens she gives a small cry and begins to slump to the floor. Bartleby can't catch her - he's cradling Charlie's corpse.
He looks around hopelessly.
The bar door opens, and Bartleby standing in it, holding a limp, blonde body in his arms. There's a heavily pregnant woman leaning against him, and when the door opens she gives a small cry and begins to slump to the floor. Bartleby can't catch her - he's cradling Charlie's corpse.
He looks around hopelessly.

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And then he's staring, face abruptly white.
And then he's running.
Oh no, oh Charlie, oh God please no...
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It's cold.
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Then she sees the body on the floor, and knows right away who it is. ". . . Oh. Liam." She kneels next to him, at a loss for words.
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"Dianne. He's dead..."
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He's on his feet in record time, cradling Claire though he doesn't know her; he knows her face from Charlie's thoughts, from Charlie's head and oh God, it can't be...
Charlie's...
"What happened?" he asks Bartleby with more venom than he intends.
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What the fuck happened, B?!
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"David what's going on? Jesus! What's wrong with Charlie?"
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deaddeadCharliecan'tbedeadtellmehe'snotdead
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"Charlie?"
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"No. You're lying. He can't be dead."
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She looks at the young pregnant girl lying there, and her heart bursts open, the tears flowing freely. "T-that girl. Her head is bleeding."
She stoops down, stroking the girl's hair, having no other skills to take care of her.
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"What can I do?" he asks, then shakes his head. There's nothing anyone can do other than what they are all doing - being there to show they care and to share their grief.
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Well, he was too busy drinking scumble to go and tell them and he doubted they'd believe him anyway, so he kept drinking and watching with bright* eyes.
*Albeit slightly glassy.
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