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Dean Winchester ([personal profile] kickingand) wrote in [community profile] etcelsior 2016-04-26 09:54 pm (UTC)

[ Dean had damn near forgotten that Lucifer was even remotely involved with this. It felt as if he was right back home - if he could really and truly call it home anymore - Crowley somewhere in the back egging him on or rolling his eyes or doing whatever it was that Crowley did when Dean ran off to go screw some pretty blonde. He just didn't care, had no reason to, and was simply enjoying the rock and roll of the fight itself.

The only time he really remembered that Lucifer was there watching the show was when the blow from behind came slicing through the air, leaving Dean to dodge out of the way and knock into more men in the process. It was practically turning into a mosh pit of fists and stomped feet, aiming where he could and ducking out of the way with all the rest. Necks were wrung and used to fling people in another direction, bowling men out of the way and blowing out knees. At one point, Dean even shouted over the raucous, not so much using words as emphasizing his point of attack, dropping down low like a bull and shouldering his way through men.

Other patrons were finally skidding their way to freedom, booking it through the door as Dean took another clip to his cheekbone, a fist skidding across his face.
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