Theo Anders and the Black Exaltation[Worm/Exalted][Hiatus]

You think for a moment before a devious smile appears on your visage.

"Let's go after the Stansfield families," you nudge Sabah and nod in the direction of a cluster of girls that have been shooting looks at you. They're aligned with Dean's family, "It would be delightful to pull support out from under them."

Sabah gains a grin of her own.

"Divide and conquer? You knock them off kilter and I'll pull the info from them?"

You offer your arm to her and she takes it, the two of you set off to the group you had indicated earlier.

While it was true that the Anders and Stansfields were frequently opposites on many issues, something that polarized those who did business and associated with either, that did not mean that the political minefield couldn't be negotiated. It would take skill, it would take courage, it would take confidence... but the well of power inside of you didn't care about any of that.

You were the Dark Prince. You power, you, might as well have been screaming to the very weave of the world that you were a prince, and all should know it and be reminded of the way the world should revolve around princes.

Though those you were courting were yet only teenagers, they would inherit the fortunes and power of their progenitors.
And so you struck, wearing your princedom like a cloak, projecting wealth, power, nobility, and prestige. Truly, a princely demeanor. You were an object of admiration to the men, and an object of desires and charm to the ladies.

Sabah benefitted from this greatly, reflecting your demeanor like the moon does the sun. A favoured courtier attending her liege. And so she was looked upon by the men as untouchable and respectable, and to the women as an avenue into your good graces.

You gave rakish smiles to the pretty ones (and even to the not so pretty) and left them gasping and blushing in delight. Sabah would sneak into the conversation then, plying them with her own charms and sweet, honeyed words. Your own nicely settled baritone contrasting her alto perfectly, when you did speak, keeping the girls tittering, and the men from interfering with Sabah's work.

Phone numbers and e-mails were gifted to Sabah and yourself, though more than once a girl would scarper off for a moment, behind a pillar, or to the bathroom and return. What would be stuffed into your or her hands were pieces of still warm fabric. Thongs, tanga, and a single g-string made their way into your pockets, contact information hastily scrawled in make-up on them.

The most delightful moment where one girl actually stuck her hand in your pocket to deliver her contact information, and took the opportunity to cop a feel.

The two of you spent quite some time moving from small cluster to small cluster. By your count you had seven notes, four thongs, two tanga, and that g-string. Sabah had fewer, but had indeed scored more than one set of undergarments, as well as a few orders.

The almost an hour long moment of woo'ing the various girls starts petering out and you get a small surge back into your well of power.

What do with all this info?:
[] Immortalize it. You got your first number from Lisa (it doesn't really count) but you just had underwear shoved into your hands.

[] Co-ordinate with Sabah, later, the two of you could make a 'killing.' Some of the ones that Sabah didn't get contact info from might be willing to let Sabah enjoy them if you are there.

[] Keep it, this info could come in handy later, you already have quite the daunting list of women to bang, just in the Empire. That doesn't mean you couldn't turn it into quite the 'spy' network. Rewarding important information with sex/dates.

[] Write in

You would, however, not go unnoticed in your endeavors. With the swath of nearly fainting girls the two of you were cutting through the Stansfield supporters, it was only a matter of time.

But, of course, besides that pompous windbag Dean, you have caught the eye of the ever hateful harpy, Victoria Dallon. You indicate to Sabah who is watching you as subtly as you can, which almost too subtle for Sabah to catch.

"Never had superhero before," she whispers to you with a grin. You nod in response.

You adopt a wide smile and guide Sabah over to one of Brockton Bay's most noticeable heroes and her family, plus Dean. There was some confusion on her face, she wanted to know who you were, and you were happy to keep it that way. The younger generation of New Wave didn't need to know who the prince in front of them is.

The smile seems to work on Glory Girl and even the usually more stoic Amy Dallon. It's also enough to endear you to Eric Pelham who greets you with an easy smile of his own and an enthusiastic handshake.

"Eric Pelham, also known as Shielder, can't say I've seen you around before."

"Dean Stansfield," the pompous windbag says with a obviously forced smile. He wants to find out who you are and why you didn't cause e̡̘̫̯͍̘̲m̢͕̻͚̼͉o̯̥͍̰̻̕ͅt͍̟̰̼̰̀͢ḭ̧̦͍̟̯̩o̭̳͜͜n̢͓̖̘͔͚̥̮̟̭-̥͇̠̰͈͖b̶͠҉̲̩͚̳̫̜͙̣a̡̬̱͍̺̠̗̺̱͞͞s͔̹̞̘e͎̤̺̤͜͝d̸̴̼̯͕͉̱͝ͅ ͎̣̜̣͙ş͍͓̼̩̮͖̯͚͓y̵̝̩ͅń̺̙̩̱͚̗͎͠e̶҉̩͕̹̗͢s̷̸̢̬͈̠͉͔̯͈̘̯ţ̢̙͈̰̦̮h̸̳̪̮̜̦e̺̙̰̰͟͡s͕͠í̛͏̳̗̣̦͎͚a̮̺͇̕, "Pleasure to meet you."

You should probably find out what caused your power to trip like that.

When Amy Dallon offers her hand you take it at the wrist making sure to use the cloth of the longs sleeves of her dress to keep your flesh from touching and bow over it.

"Uh, A-amy Dallon! 'm Panacea!" she squeaks out, a blush rapidly darkening her cheeks.

What name do you give them?:
[] Write-in

Sabah doesn't give that harridan, Victoria, a chance to introduce herself, and starts in on the heroine's dress for the night, skillfully dividing the girl from her boyfriend with her (Sabah) body. Dean looks like he's going to interrupt. A small step to change your relative positions, and you begin your assault.

"Dean, Eric, Amy, have you heard about Peter Phelps? Word is he bought the Bay's Natives. I think we're in for a good year, if he doesn't decide to move the team."

Eric chips right in covering a half-bit back whimper of desire from Victoria behind you from Dean's ears.

"Yeah, We might get Gonzalez from San Fran, he's a free agent and he's got family on the East Coast."

"I don't think so," Dean cuts Eric off, "Kazinsky would be a much better fit, and we need a shortstop, Blender just isn't cutting it anymore."

And so it continues for a few moments, the other two men continuing the conversation themselves. Though you do make sure to ask Amy questions that would fuel the surprisingly heated discussion.

The 'ugly,' though she was only in comparison to the rest of her team, foundling of New Wave is considerably shyer than you remember. She wants to get your romantic attention but isn't quite sure how.

"I'll be right back," comes from behind you with a squeal, "Gotta visit the little girls room."

All of you turn and see Victoria Dallon gliding across the floor at just slow enough to not be improper or flying. Sabah turns to you with a victorious glint in her eye, and slides her arm around yours.

"I'll come with!" Amy pipes up and with an apologetic smile, and a momentary dark look at Sabah, is off after her sister. just as your power fills up a little more.

What now?:
[] Turn minor into Major Interaction (continues the conversation, will not refund minor interaction)
-[] Write in to what ends you continue the conversation.

[] Make your excuses, you can come back later. (You will be moving on, and can return later, this does exclude revealing your identity)
-[] Write in next major(4)/minor(5) or minor(5)/minor(5-1=4) interaction

[] Wait until the girls return from the bathroom and reveal your identity (You will be moving on, and can return later)
-[] Write in next major(4)/minor(5) or minor(5)/minor(5-1=4) interaction

[] Write-in

XP Purchases:
[] Purchase
-[] Write in

[] Bank

XP Gain: 3 xp

Mote gain: +4 motes

Training get: TDP has earned 1 day of social combat training, and that can be banked or used for anything that could fall under 'social combat.' A vote of Bank for XP purchases will also count as banking the training.

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Any guesses to what Sabah did?

Also a Tanga is like a thong but has a little more material in the back.