ooc- buggar me Kris.....that was bloody brilliant!

Storming forward, his wand lain forgotten on the floor, Darrin charged forward and before either of the inhabitants of the room could react, he'd caught Archie by the collar and spat at his face, "What in hell's name, do you think you're doing?!"

Seeing the rage in Darrin's eyes, knowing he were feeling murderous, Marce ran forward, bare-footed and tried to pull his hands from Archie. "No, Darrin, please! I can explain, just leave Archie out of this!"

Like a bolt of lightening, he struck her across the cheek, sending her flying to the floor, "Dont even think of looking at me, you filthy whore." he snarled, his face contorting as the anger took over his ugly face. Tightening his grip on Archie, he spat at him, "What made you think I'd let you touch her and get away with it!"