(Not like there's any fans but this is a Klaquill roleplay)

Simon Blackquill, no longer a fearsome lawyer nicknamed, 'the twisted samurai', was now a bodygaurd. He looked the part, and it was good money. It wasnt... idea. He knew nothing about show buisness, nor did he understand why Klavier was famous. But he took care of his 'boss' and took the job seriously. In his mind he liked to imagine he was a samurai protecting a lord or emperor. But that was just his own silly imagery.

He accompanied the rockstar (and prosecutor), Klavier Gavin, nearly everywhere. He even gave Klavier instructions and orders from his manager. Apparently the guy had rubbed Klavier the wrong way at some point and he refused to talk to him directly. Simon didn't mind the extra responsibility of keeping the rockstar on track.

It was just a few minutes before a show, and Klavier Gavin ran around frantically, gathering any thing he needed and still struggling between the choice of two different jackets.

Klavier had run over to Simon holding the options, before his was even able to speak, Simon replied gruffly with, "The purple leather one."

Klavier seemed to take his advice and put it that jacket. Thank goodness, the other one had magenta sequins on it and it was just horrid and putrid in the eyes of the goth bodyguard. He gave Klavier a side eye as he scampered around like a squirrel on caffeine and sighed.

"You're not hydrated. Are you sure you are ready to go out there?" Simon folded his arms.