Edge of the Swamp on the north side of town, Saturday morning
So, one minute Dean was throwing a punch at Aziraphale. The next, his arm was making a horrible noise, the world was turning gray, and he wasn't even in the freaking park, any more. . . .
He hit soggy, muddy ground with a heavy thump, slid halfway down a small embankment, and caught up against a tree before the world grayed out completely and he passed out.
Well. At least that'd keep him from throwing any more punches for a little while. . . .
[ooc: open to whomever might happen by, or he might just manage to get his ass up by hisself in a little bit.]
He hit soggy, muddy ground with a heavy thump, slid halfway down a small embankment, and caught up against a tree before the world grayed out completely and he passed out.
Well. At least that'd keep him from throwing any more punches for a little while. . . .
[ooc: open to whomever might happen by, or he might just manage to get his ass up by hisself in a little bit.]