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[Raditzu]

"Hmph." Raditzu motioned for Slug to give him a minute while he got up from the table he had been seated at and walked over towards Koola. He sat down in a stool next to the changeling and talked in a hushed voice. "I was hoping I would be able to go a bit longer without seeing you again." Rad had a brief flashback to their recent Dragonball wish. "I think it's in everyone's best interest if we just steer clear of each other during the tournament, don't you?"

"Scared, are we?"

"Of the two people sitting here, you're not the one I'm afraid of."

Rad got up from his stool and walked back to the table. Fights with the changeling always surfaced far too many emotions for the long-haired one's taste. Add in an uncontrollable transformation of obscene power and an inability to control it, and Raditzu was left with something that he would rather not deal with. He was sure Koola understood what he meant, too. As arougant as the changeling was, he wasn't stupid. If Raditzu transformed again, there were few who would be able to do anything about it. On the other hand, that might be exactly what Koola was looking for: a chance to exploit the saiya-jin; that sounded like something Raditzu could expect a changeling to do. Until anything happened, however, there was nothing Raditzu could do but sit and wait.

"Slug, was it?" Rad shot a glance towards the Namekian. "Don't think I've seen you around before. If this is the first time you've been in one of these tournaments, I suggest you watch your back."