There was a period of a few weeks where the Queen's condition appeared to equilibrate—or perhaps (Radditz thought in less charitable moments) she had finally gotten as pale as humans with blood still running through their bodies could get. Aside from her pallor, neither Vegeta nor Radditz could detect any of the other symptoms that put both on...
Even as Zarbon was shaking off the moisture from his stint in the tank, the King was announcing the promotion of his aide and the creation of the new Queen's Guard to stunned representatives of the various continents. No one dared do more than gape at Vegeta. Most shrugged after spending a few minutes mentally grappling with the issues involved,...
A quick pace around the outer chambers and the private inner chambers revealed no sign of Bulma. For a moment the King paused, trying to get a mental fix on her. There was a faint sensation of nearness, then a flash of a grayed-out screen that, for a moment, he took for some sort of human static. Then he snorted. ...
Eleven years before the birth of the Super-Saiyan
Zarbon left the Minister of Finance's quarters with his ears ringing. Unlike the Minister of Personnel, who was a high-born but low-powered noble, the Minister of Finance was a warrior of first class formerly in the Domestic Guards. He had the sort of colorful vocabulary that often went with military service although, Zarbon thought dryly, the...
Crossly Zarbon pulled his still-too-short hair back into a pony tail, eschewing armor entirely for a plain sleeveless bodysuit, snagging his scouter on the way out. There were advantages to being the primary aide of the new King, he reminded himself as he sprinted down the hall past the guards into the rounded center of the palace's public...
The rounds so far had been—clean. A good thing for Bulma, thought Radditz, who was frankly amazed that the Queen's over-sensitive human sentiments let her sit through even non-fatal matches. Bra, he knew, would have been on the stadium floor with the first contest, scolding the participants before trying to distract them with food. Radditz found...
"Shhh! I don't want my parents knowing yet. Especially Mom. In fact," Bulma glanced furtively over one shoulder, "I don't want anyone knowing yet."