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[It's been some time since Lust simply posed a vaguely self-relevant and general philosophy question to the network, but apparently it's that time. She's sitting at her desk in her room, the trio of small Espurr draped over her - one on each shoulder and one in her lap, just peering over the edge of the desk at the 'gear screen. There's a book open in front of her, and anyone willing to turn the screen to try and read it will discover it's a rather simplistic book on dream interpretation. Lust has been making corrective notes in it.]

Has anyone else ever noted how personal patterns develop?

The entertainment we seek out, the recreational activities, types of people... humans establish personal patterns and preferences. One wonders why.

I don't mean why we have preferences in general, but why we develop the ones that we do? One could argue it's a comfort of familiarity, but comfort isn't always a factor. Take those who's joy is found in risk taking and difficult tasks. Or those who seek out things that are bad for them.

[Or her own preference for damaged, emotionally crippled men.]

Simply something I've been thinking on. Sometimes it seems as though the phrase 'the logical mind' is grossly inappropriate.

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Well, you know me, I'm never one for all the philosophical musings.

[Although now at least he won't come out of the gate with WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL IT DOESN'T MATTER??]

[He also knows that SOMETHING usually prompts lines of questioning like this...]

Thinking of someone's habits in particular?

No, you've never had much of an interest in theoretical ideology. But you may find this more easy to relate to than my usual wonderings.

Well my own, for one. I've been looking back over my life here and seeing various patterns of my own design. Some make sense, but others...

Has that ever happened to you, in this life? You find yourself developing or discovering tastes or inclinations you never had before?

[He lets out a little huff of a laugh at that question, shaking his head.]

What, you mean like the entire time I've been in this world?

Before that...hm, probably a few here and there, depends on what you mean exactly. Four hundred years is a long time. But I didn't really have the chance to develop a whole lot of hobbies.

Besides the obvious.

[Creative murder, espionage.......although he does pause, thinking before he speaks again, his tone going very deliberately nonchalant instead of truly relaxed.]

Piano, I guess. Learned some once for a mission and liked it alright. I didn't ever let anybody else know about it, it seemed stupid. [And like it would get him in trouble somehow.]

I haven't had much time for it in a while, but I've kept up with it here now and then.

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This world particularly. Before...I'd say we existed, I don't know if we truly lived. We weren't allowed to.

Really? I'd no idea. That's hardly foolish.

[He shrugs, thinking a little more on it.]

Hmmm...I guess I keep finding jobs with showy people. Miguel and Tulio, Joker, Jack...that's easy enough to figure out why, it's what I'm good at.

And ehh...it was back then. And it's hardly useful.

[Or befitting his more public persona.]

See, that's what I'm saying about patterns in personal life - we develop them. You didn't simply work for and with them, you made friends of them.

It may not be useful, but...did you enjoy it?

Hm...yeah, I did. I get along well with people who can appreciate some good theatrics.

[And it's a nice change of pattern too. Working for someone, following directions...but as a friend, an equal, and not a tool.]

[Not that he's thinking too far into that, and the not thinking is very deliberate.]

[But by now he's thoroughly distracted by the strange awkward, uncomfortable feeling of talking about his more musical interest...not only because it's not something he talks much about anyway, but because it IS from before...and because it's with Lust, who was there then. He starts to look almost fidgety.]

I mean...sure, as much as I enjoyed anything. I was definitely interested in it.

[And it was something that had been his, and his alone. Not that he's about to put that into words.]

And there's logic there that's easy to trace - you enjoy theatrics.

[It's a pattern that makes clear sense. Why can't all of them make that sort of sense?]

You ought to continue pursuing it, then.

[Lust sees no reason not to, if it was something he had an interest in. It's another benefit of this life - the chance to do those things they couldn't before.]

I'm sure it would be an easy enough thing to find an instrument.

Oh...well.

[AWKWARD THROAT CLEARING.]

I have been, actually. Sort of.

Not as much after we joined the circus.

[He'd been busy. And that was after just about everyone who HAD known he played had vanished, too.]

But there's a music store in Goldenrod I stop by sometimes, the guy who owns it lets me use the one there.

Oh!

[Lust blinks, then laughs a little.]

Who knew you had a secret life? You could do it at home, you know. I'd like to hear you play sometime, if nothing else.

It's not a secret, just...something I didn't really think I needed to tell everyone about.

[THAT'S CALLED A SECRET.]

I guess I could play for you sometime, but I don't see why we'd need to go to the trouble of getting a piano in the house just for that.

[Then EVERYONE would know! It's already weird!]

So you could play whenever you like. We can find a small one.

Why don't we just go to that shop for now, before going all in and getting something?

Fine, if you're going to be so oddly reticent about it all.

I'm not being odd at all, thanks.

[huff!!]

It's normal not to want to buy a piano instantly.

Without any interest or background in it, of course.

You have both.

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