// !Headcanon! Simon is not what he makes himself out to be. Several years in prison with the only thought in his head being his then-inevitable death made him anxious, and upset. Every single night he spent thinking about the trial that convicted him, and whether the decision he made was for the better. Truly, this was far too much stress for him to handle all these years as he would shed tears dreading the day the noose squeezes his neck dry, causing his skin to turn pale, and hair to turn white from all these depressing feelings. His only nirvana was the mornings he would spend in prison, meditating about his thoughts and strengthening his resolve about his decision of covering up for his mentors most prized possession. Having his sword confiscated from him did not hinder his skill, as he would lash out into the air with his arm, honing his ability. From then on he grew a much more disclosed persona, though he was always quite serious, many years in prison alongside different criminals taught him how to be aware of the power of intimidation. This alongside his aptitude in psychology proved to be a powerful tool, as he successfully made a transformation into a much more imposing persona. However he too, sometimes longs to have a day or two where he can let out all of his pent up emotion.
Posted on: Fri, 08 Nov 2013 07:39:36 +0000
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