Shelton groaned quietly, getting to his knees and rubbing his head. "Ow, what hit me?" he muttered.
In a flash, the assassin grabbed him around the neck, hoisted him up, and slid his katana to within a millimeter of his neck. "Nobody move, or he dies," Murakami ordered, eyes glinting.
(OOC: Just wanted to get this RP moving again. If StarfallRaptor had other plans for the character, or Serris had other plans for the RP, than I can delete this post)