Marcus looked up at the sound of heavy footsteps and, seeing it was John and guessing his intention, straightened up in alarm. That was all he had time to do though before he was punched in the face.  
"Wow, that was a bit extreme.". Mused Kyle, watching the two closely as Marcus swore and spat out blood. He wouldn't interfere unless things went bad, but he had recognized John and knew what this was about.
"Fuck, calm down," Marcus scowled at John as he straightened up, blood dripping from a split lip and a bruise already firming over it.