Player: J
Appearance 3
One need only look at Simon Saint-Pierre to know he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. His style of dress is equal parts fashionable and businesslike, neither too ostentatious for the lobby nor too casual for anything but the C-suite. As clean cut an appearance as one can get, his suits are perfectly tailored and pressed, with two silver pins on his left lapel; the first, of course, being the dollar sign-like logo of the Syndicate, and a much older, antique pin bearing the letters 'EIC.'
At an average height of 5'11“ (approximately 1.8 meters), he's physically unimipressive. Of course, as his father taught him: It's not just how you look, but how you act…
Despite being physically unimpressive, it's the way he carries himself that exudes power and privilege, and when it comes to that, he's almost scarily good; his expression is, when he desires to be, virtually unreadable without using a single drop of Enlightened Science (Poker Face merit), and he commands any room he's in to such a degree that it almost seems supernatural (Social Dominion practice). He's even figured out how to use it to his advantage in a hypernarrative; by dimming the lights in his room to a 'film noire' setting and lighting up one of his cigarillos, the smoke lingers in the air in the room with an almost sepia tone to it, invoking the 'smoke-filled rooms' where deals are made in the film noire genre.
Unfortunately, he's become so reliant on this tactic that it has resulted in him being addicted to nicotine. While it's hardly a health risk to a Technocrat (especially not one dating a Progenitor), the urge to smoke can strike him at the most inopportune times, which can cut down on his work productivity (something Syndicate takes very, very seriously), given that Florida state law forbids smoking inside public buildings.
Simon is unfailingly polite, even to his enemies. Incredibly difficult to anger and soft-spoken, on the surface, he's the perfect company spokesman. But just like any other corporate mouthpiece, beneath the smiling, “let's make a deal” exterior lies the calculating, steely, unfeeling corporate predator who can fire someone and zero out their accounts with the same made-for-TV smile as when he's shaking hands at a contract signing.
He is like this for one simple reason: He was born into the Syndicate and the Technocracy more broadly, and it's all he has ever known. In fact, not just ANY Syndicate family: His family can trace its roots back to the days of the High Guild. This has been both a blessing and a curse, to him; while he won't lie when he says he enjoys the benefits of being royalty in all but name in the Convention of Cash, he's also developed a complex about it. The hyper-capitalist ideology of Syndicate demands that someone be able to rise or fall on their own merits, and he's perfectly aware that his ‘real’ last name has opened so many doors for him without any effort on his part. To that end, he made the decision to adopt his mother's maiden name upon his acceptance into the Hawking Institute for Enlightened Children, deliberately hiding his true pedigree so that he could make a name in the Syndicate all on his own, without having the red carpet rolled out for him for no other reason than because of who his family is.
And that is why he jumped at the chance to join the new Amalgam in Jacksonville. To him, Pentex is the ultimate insult to the Syndicate; a predatory, Nephandi-infested mockery of everything Syndicate has given to the Masses, which makes the entire system Syndicate built look bad. Destroying Pentex has since become his personal mission, though he is not naive enough to think he can do it himself.
Simon also enjoys the simpler things in life. While he always has a stock ticker running in the background, he's an avid follower of professional sports, and dreams of one day owning his own professional sports team. He loves old movies and old television shows, particularly old British shows like Poirot and the older seasons of Dr. Who. He's a connoisseur of artisanal coffee beans, importing coffee from all over the world and never settling for a store brand. He also loves stand-up comedy, though he laments the lack of any good comedians in the Union.
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Banality Score: 8
Crossroads Membership: None