Not Kind but Good

(11:13:45 AM) ventricularPipefitter: So, yes. I've gotten in...some very stupid fistfights.
(11:14:14 AM) ventricularPipefitter: With co-players a foot taller than me. And co-players eight inches shorter.
(11:14:28 AM) ventricularPipefitter: The second was more stupid.
(11:16:15 AM) tungstenPaper: How did it h@ppen?
(11:19:16 AM) ventricularPipefitter: I was emotionally unstable, she'd said something incisive and cutting and -true-, and it hurt so I took at swing at her.
(11:19:45 AM) ventricularPipefitter: She was our Mind player.
(11:20:30 AM) tungstenPaper: Didn't she see you'd re@ct th@t w@y?
(11:23:17 AM) ventricularPipefitter: So naturally before I understood what was going on I was on my back bent over a railing and the sparking razor was in her hand and,
(11:23:17 AM) ventricularPipefitter: "Go on, Eberhardt," she whispered. "Push me. Or is defending your butthurt pride worth the pain I'll bring in kind?"
(11:24:10 AM) ventricularPipefitter: Hm. I'm not sure why I remembered that just now.
(11:25:47 AM) ventricularPipefitter: I miss her.
(11:26:54 AM) tungstenPaper: She doesn't sound very nice though.
(11:28:04 AM) ventricularPipefitter: Myra Lejean was not a a nice person. But she was a good one.
(11:29:39 AM) tungstenPaper: Still, she provoked you into @tt@cking @nd then thre@tened you with @ r@zor.
(11:32:14 AM) ventricularPipefitter: I knew she was more...dangerous, than I was. It was something of an object lesson.