AvidElmV2
Four Thousand Club
Selim
Feeling a slight push on his shoulder, Selim eyes shot open. not a second later, his shadow split into 3 parts, each in the shape of a scythe which bolted towards the one who dared to try and wake him up. The stopped short, inches from piercing their target, who was one of Mr. Fisk fellow business men. "Y-you c-can't s-sleep here...." The man stuttered out his words as Selim stared at him. The shadows retracted quickly as Selim stood and walked out the door, not caring Zabuza was still in the room with Fisk or not.
(@Zabuzas Son When you're ready, you can post the driver hitting Chase)