[X] Plan Bii
[X] Major [Stunt]
-[X] It was true that the Anders and the Stansfield did not get along, which polarized those who did business and associated with each other, that didn't mean the minefield couldn't be negotiated. It would take skill, it would take bravado... but the energy in you didn't CARE about that. It stated to the world simply that you were a prince, and the world revolved around its princes.
Thus, you and Sabah woo'ed those who should hate you, as you projected a princely demeanor. You were an object of admiration to the men, and a prince charming to the ladies. True, they were but teenagers still, but they would inherit the fortunes of their forebears.
A single rakish smile from you had girls gasping and blushing, allowing Sabah to nip in and sweet-talk the girls into giving the two of you their phone numbers and e-mails. And in a few cases, a quick nip behind a pillar or washroom by said girl resulted in a pair of rather warm fabric in your respective hands with their name and contact information quickly written with their lipstick. How delightful.
[X] Minor [Stunt]
-[X] With the swath you and Sabah were cutting thru the heirs of the Stansfield supporters, was it any wonder that you would catch the eye of that ever hateful harridan, Victoria Dallon? You smiled and walked to her. It was clear that she couldn't quite place who you were... and thus, you were more than happy to charm the younger members of New Wave without saying who you were... divide and conquer as it were.
You were more than happy to charm Panacea, the 'ugly' foundling of New Wave while Sabah put the charm offensive on the rather confused harpy Victoria as you deflected Dean by redirecting the conversation you were in with him, Eric, and Panacea about the chances of the Brockton Bay Natives after they were bought out by the owner of Phelps Starlight Industry.