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BtVS Drabble
Jan. 5th, 2007 10:57 pm"Ergonomic swords? Ergonomic swords?" Xander's voice climbed until it hit shouting level. "You've got to be kidding me! What's next? Color coordinated to match their outfits?"
"Mister Harris, if you'll just..." The bureaucrat from the supposedly new and improved Watcher's Council backed away from Xander quickly, trying to explain. "L... Last week, we had three reports of, eh, sprained wrists and..."
"What the Hell were you thinking? Were you thinking?" Xander asked, brandishing one of the aforementioned items. "Do you know anything about swords? Anything?"
"Well... Not as such no, but..." His eyes were riveted on the blade as it slashed back and forth with Xander's emphatic gestures. "I'm sure that if you just tell me the problem..."
"Swords are not meant to be ergonomic. Weapons are not meant to be comfy and shock absorbing." Xander growled out the words as he stood over the bureaucrat. "Weapons are vicious. You're supposed to feel it when you hit someone. It's supposed to jar as you slice through bone. It's supposed to wrench your wrist if you don't do it right. It's not supposed to be padded. It's not supposed to come with molded hand-grips. Besides..." Xander paused in his rant. "Not all our slayers are right handed!"
