I was rereading the CSI stories, and came upon this during the climax of Parallel Lines:

At the point of the chevron stood an unimpressive sort of
figure - a shortish, stocky, bearded man dressed in red Martian Army
fatigue pants, an Art of Noise T-shirt, a Knights cap, and a rumpled
old green trenchcoat. He had a sword in each hand and a wry little
half-smile on his face.

Those aren't his clan swords; he's lost those by now. Is there a story behind them, or are they just mundane replacements?

- Chad