Dude, I'm batman

[Dean is mid fight and he's got a grin on his face. It's clear he's taken some of his own beatings today. He's got a knife in one hand and he's keeping his distance, lighter on his feet than most people would give him credit for. He waits, circling and watching before he darts in with the knife, dipping low to slice through the connecting tissue of the man's knee. The man stumbles, readjusting his weight and lunches at Dean, grabbing him by the hem of the plaid button down Dean is wearing open over his tee shirt. They grapple for a little while, the man leaning on Dean more than anything. He does get an elbow to the face before Dean pushes the guy off then drops back, giving him a chance to attempt to recover his balance. He's still grinning, hunched over in a defensive position before he lashes out again, nicking the man's main artery. The blood spurts out of his neck as he comes at Dean again, throwing an off balanced punch that makes Dean stumble and lands the man on the ground. He's losing blood fast as Dean leans over and wipes his knife on the guy's shirt. He pats the guy on the chest, dodging to avoid an exhausted, meaty, flailing fist then stands up and walks away.]

Dean Winchester. Bad ass since 1979

I thought it was the best day when it rained cake. I was so friggin' wrong. This is the best day ever.

Justin, Beckett, gonna be later than usual. Two words. Beer. Shower.

Cas, this is for you. You gotta work on that.

I'd just like to clear a couple of things up. Anyone that thought I was whining and bitching about my life on envy day? Shut the hell up. I was pissed because Sam didn't have the sort of life he ought to have.

Sam, wanna grab a couple of beers from the tap later and hang out?

[Private to Anna || Hackable]

Beer shower at 'our' place?

So I was a dick the other day over my Mom. [Note this is a statement. Not so much an apology]

There's a tape in the Impala that's never been opened. It's Led Zeppelin "Stairway to Heaven". It's sort of Mom's song. [And that's his way of saying touchy subject. Sorry]

I really want to shoot the City in the face.