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[Lust has been drinking. She doesn't usually indulge to the point where mildly tipsy starts heading to drunk, but it's been an emotional week and two drinks turned into three until she's fiddling with her gear with a half empty wine bottle on the table beside her and a full glass in her hand.

Probably not the best time to flip on the record function and put out a general message.]

Why do emotions have to play such a ridiculously large part in daily life? They're nothing but organic chemical reactions. You mix sodium bicarbonate and acetic acid and get fizzing, bubbling carbonic acid. It's the same damned thing, at the most basic level. Chemicals interact with other chemicals and cause a reaction.

But the molecules that give birth to emotional feeling...they're never dormant. They're never inactive. They're always combining and breaking apart and firing off signals that we have no choice but to be ruled by. Human beings are like a single chemical in that way, one that reacts in a most volatile manner to every other substance and stimulus it encounters.

The sheer number of emotions a single person experiences in a single day... it's overwhelming. And like all chemical reactions, prone to change drastically the moment something new is introduced. The simple act of going from content to frightened or angry or even irritated is enough to interfere with daily life.

That seems like a detrimental design flaw, to me.

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I didn't say I agreed with it.

Perhaps the intensity just blankets all of them, fuck if I know. But I doubt I'd be the first one to say that some emotions are shittier than others.

[Lust laughs.]

A poetic statement I'm inclined to agree with.

The unpleasant ones are somehow so much stronger, too.

I'd make a shitty poet, so I guess I'm flattered.

[ then; ]

Did something in particular spur this grand realization?

All art's subjective.

No one large thing, rather dozens of small ones. Consider it the culmination of self-observational efforts.

[ Levi just... makes a sound, acknowledging her words before he considers his own response. ]

I don't know. Some art is shit. [ levi youre a fuckin turd and you dont know what youre saying.

then ]

Self-observational. Do you not do that too often?

Eye of the beholder, as they say.

There are levels and depths of observation. The past week was more emotion-riddled than normal, prompting deeper introspection.

I see.

[ levi is a special kind of bored right now so forgive his unhelpfulness...

although he's kind of an asshat so maybe don't actually ]

That sounds remarkably melodramatic.

Does it? Melodrama occurs when unjustified and exaggerated emotional reactions are engaged in at length for attention.

I'm simply tipsy and curious.

[ everything is melodrama to him so he's kind of watching her for a moment then and he frowns

this dude needs some ice for that burn ]

Simply curious. You weren't trying to get someone's attention in particular?

[ he just doesn't want to accept that he got told, lets be real ]

Only the attention of anyone else with thoughts and opinions on the subject.

[And okay maybe she's hoping Scar will notice, but if he does, that's just an added bonus.

And she never misses a chance to exercise her mostly useless skills of semantic specification.]

If I need to speak with someone in particular, I know how to contact a person directly. I'm not coy.

[ he don't believe it so he's just frowning, before he shrugs. ]

Of course.

Well, it's an interesting subject; granted, I don't know shit about it, so maybe I'm not the best conversational partner.

[ levi who even says shit like that. you started this conversation... ]