#jonasharding

[diamondfeng]

The Conclave

Danielle Feng is no stranger to political networking events. She should be in her element -- but tonight is her public debut as the new leader of the Feng-Lindon Coven. But as she's always believed, pressure makes diamonds. No amount of saying she isn't ready for this will make her any more ready, and it won't take the responsibility away from her. And no amount of loss can take the family and support she does have away, either. Danielle, @fengforhire, her three other younger siblings, and cousin @rimedancer present a united front, resilient Fengs, powerful despite their collective grief. Still, Dani is still rebuilding her own foundations, but with @jonasharding as her esteemed guest, she hopes to reach across the divides between human and supernatural, coven to coven, and even the Fengs to the Lindons to strengthen alliances in the wake of a destabilizing tragedy.

[howlonwheels]

closed starter for @jonasharding where/when: jonas' office, daytime

There's a distant smell of coffee, but whether that's his or a client's is anyone's guess. Jonas' office smells musky, almost as if an old noir film blanketed itself around the space. Cologne, old books, newspaper ink gently brushed and stained with the oil from hardworking fingertips... all that's missing is the smoky warmth of a good whisky -- but it's far too early in the daytime for something like that.

"Mr. Harding, hello. Thanks for agreeing to meet," she says, sitting opposite his desk. Arleen smiles, wondering if he can hear it in her voice, feel it in the air. "Promise this ain't official PLPD business. Off the record, above the belt. Just call me curious, saw you were throwing your hat in the running for mayor and I wondered what inspired that choice... 's a little more high profile than you seem to thrive in."