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[Raditzu]

Rad grabbed a full hug from the bartender and slid it across the bar counter towards Burter. He grabbed a mug of his down and downed a gulp before surveying the others that were present. Kami was the most dominant presence in the third eye that was his ki sense, though the others were of mild interest. Another Namekian that Raditzu didn't realized (immediatly classed as a non-threat). A cloaked figure that Raditzu did recognize. So much so that it almost brought him to a fit of laughter, but he restrained himself. It looked like the King of all saiya-jin was entering this contest incognito; far be it for Raditzu to ruin the surprise. The last person present was the most intrieging. It was a woman that Raditzu had never seen before, but he knew who she was. Rather... he connected the name with the face, and a mixture of bizarre emotions. No easy way to explain it. With another sip of his mug, Rad plopped down next to the hooded King.

"You sure you wanna get mixed up in something like this, old timer?" Raditzu whispered to his King under the lip of his mug. Without waiting for a reply, he looked over to Bulma. "You're Vegeta's wife, right?"