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"Rose Thorns!" Popo called out to second the motion, already digging into a big bag of spiced popcorn and fire flakes.

Popo sensed the look, large eyes staring angrily at Llyr. She opened her mouth wide and stuffed a large handful into her mouth, chewing grandly.

"Mine." She scoffed after swallowing.

Llyr may or may not have adopted a crestfallen look.

Jack may have offered a cat to the demon who was looking at him like the most pitiful creature ever. He had enough to spare.

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Zar did not approve of being told to quiet down, even if the request was accompanied with logical reasoning. He recoiled at the concept, but tightly reigned in his more vicious instincts in their straitjacket of control. "There will be a strongly worded complaint upon his desk for such a despicable and patronising slight upon the proud race of demons."

He turned his attention sternly upon the discussion at hand himself. "Flowers. Frail, scented, finicky weeds with a few prickles. Thorns are nothing to those with claws or the foresight to avoid them. Botany is anything but a noble pursuit." he shot Barth another look. "And implies a sedentary nature, fixed, immobile stagnation and growth. We are not stagnant. We are predators and hunters, every one of us, cunning, manipulation and scheming."

Curling his lip he added. "To represent ourselves as a mere decoration is to do our very natures a strong disservice."

Llyr shuffled his robes around, glanced at his hair, and carefully extracted a small white flower from the long, dark strands.

He held it out towards the little red one.

Once he'd filled out his color vote, Zel had shook his head at the options for mascot and motto being flung around. No - there was no way he could get behind thorns. Moving over to Tavi, he offered the kitsune a fist bump before shooting Siku a wave. It was good to see the frost demon had decided to show up.

it was a mandatory meeting after all.

Meanwhile he'd wrack his brain and see if he could come up with anything that might be better than what was offered. Hellhound came to mind, or Pit Fiends, but it would probably be a hard sell.

Akubi's head just tilted at Remi and smiled, "I like you, new friend. You may stay around."

Then his head turned toward the interloper and he just fixed her with a flat stare, "Threats do not get you much, especially with me. I don't care that you are bigger and tougher than me or not. You can drag me wherever you like but I can assure you...You can't make me do as I please and if you beat me while I make no attempts to defend myself...Well...Karma is a b***h." Akubi didn't fight especially not about something as menial as a light teasing at another demon. It was too much effort and time wasted when he could be doing other things such as napping, talking to Siobhan, or tormenting Riyo.

"Either way your friend didn't need you to defend ..." He looked for a proper term for Remi's gender identity and settled for, "them."

Either way Akubi will probably be making life difficult for the RA if this sort of threatening behavior continued, the catboil didn't take kindly to it.