Royal Introductions

A/N: Well i'm happy to see that everyone enjoyed the Broly/Chi-Chi combo. How it will go, what will happen we'll find out, I got a fair number of reviews so just more inspiration/motivation for me to keep working on this story. My two beta/editors already know whats happening for the future sadly you all are in dark. So let's keep things lively shall we? Also you knew these two were coming.

"When I heard that saiyan royalty had elite gatherings… This wasn't exactly what I was expecting." A feminine voice sighed. Sticking out like a sore thumb and mostly ignored was not something she was used too. But was there some sort of expectation for being a scientist in a warrior culture. Granted she was the best and most beautiful scientist in the universe! Yet here on Vegeta-sei she was ignored. It's like they have no admiration for beauty at all!

Wearing an absolutely killer sea blue dress with a greek strap to one side, her hair ornately pinned into a long blue ponytail with several diamond bands on each wrist and a large sapphire around her neck, with some high rise platform heels giving her that extra inch or two. A single ruby earring was attached to her ear contrasting her overall outfit, but that small flaw aside there wasn't a single man here trying to talk with her!

I am god damn gorgeous! She pouted, though maintaining a dignified expression. She'd been invited to attend by the royal family after settling a production deal on Vegeta-sei. They would set up Capsule Corp HQ2 here in the capital city with Earth labor to set about creating space compression necessities here that the planet needed.

Unfortunately most of them were weapons, ships, and armor that couldn't be made back on Earth. They needed to be made here on Vegeta-sei due to piracy, time, and cost. Yet so far there hadn't been anything further on the subject, the Queen having spoken with Bulma about the issue as she was the world's most intelligent female. Almost a rival to her own intelligence but not quite…

"Oh please, dear Bulma, I am not the savage brute of my husband or son. I am the Queen, I am not belittling of your intellect or your possible contributions. But my mate sees only potential for his people for war, battle, and survival. It falls to me as the Queen to look out for the people, to advance through science, engineering, physics, and the advancement of our people." Queen Vegeta had long curled spiked hair that flowed backwards like her husbands, giving the appearance of a waterfall effect as the hair hit the ground. Her features, while imposing, had a softness to them. Her face more rounded and skin slightly lighter. Though to mistake the Queen as weak was foolish, she was below Nappa and Bardock in raw power but had a fighting mind that was second to none.

Cunning and guile, that defined the saiyan Queen. Bulma had attempted to best the Queen in the human game of Chess while they were not busy and more focused on side deals than the further establishment of capsule corp on the planet of Vegeta-sei.

She didn't beat the Queen once.

"You are gifted Bulma, it is a shame you weren't born a saiyan. You remind me of myself and I know you would've been an excellent addition to our empire as one." After their last game she relaxed in her chair, wearing her royal saiyan armor with a red and black cape. A cup of wine sat on a table beside her as Bulma was stumped on how a person who had never played the game was able to beat her so easily. But she dropped it as she looked at the Queen who just had a smile on her face. "I've heard that you have some other designs," Her words and posture inflecting that she hadn't heard. She knew. " would you mind sharing them with me?"

"I might, but if I share them what else could I expect for my company?" Bulma countered as she took a drink she had been offered.

An amused laugh escaped Queen Vegeta. "Were I my husband I'd have you throttled for not acqusising to my demands, even if in jest." Taking a full sip of her wine.

"But you are not your husband." Bulma offered with a gesture, "It's why we speak plainly and why we do business." She met the queen's smile with a grin. She might not have all the cards but she had what the saiyans wanted, and they'd do anything to have it.

"You may see it as business, I see it as necessary." Fixing her posture, "What is the price of business with you, Bulma? Are you looking for personal wealth? Status within our kingdom? Or maybe there is something more. Tell me what you are seeking."

There wasn't a saiyan alive that didn't have ulterior motives, even if they were mundane. All beings wanted something.

"I have a few things, one is an assurance that you will only be dealing with Capsule Corp for the matters at hand."

"That is no problem," The Queen nodded her head.

"Second, I want a facility for humans on this planet, I will handle its construction and operation with profits to cover costs and a twenty percent gross to our company."

"I have no reason to say no, humans build the devices, I fail to see why that should stop."

"Third, I ask for my family to have citizenship and protection."

"Done." The Queen chuckled. "I would've offered the protection anyway. Your mind is a resource I can not afford to waste and since you will be creating and working here… I see why you won't share these benefits with my people." Rising up from her chair she picked a ruby earing off of her own ear, the crest of the royal family engraved onto it. "I will give this to you, Bulma. A personal treasure and mark that I Queen Vegeta have given my word to you."

It was an impressive bauble, nothing that Bulma didn't have access to, save the engraving. "Oh thank you, Queen Vegeta."

"This will be my will, wear this and display my house crest and no saiyan, save myself or my husband, will give you any trouble."

…

So here she was, by invitation to be here. Yet there were no familiar faces and attempting to make conversation with the Queen would be out of place. She was now a servant to her, not the Queen's equal. "Well maybe I'll just stroll around and try to find someone who is sociable."

Erstwhile Kakarot was bringing Chi-Chi back for the beginning of all the real fun. He didn't care to notice the different scents surrounding Chi-Chi, though there would be repercussions for that later. He simply did not pay it any mind.

As he pulled Chi-Chi along with him, he missed Broly following behind him. The saiyan's eyes holding a darker intention. His hands were clenched into fists. A normally slumped posture now upright and aggressive as he zeroed in on the saiyan who dared to take interest in Chi-Chi. 'She's just a slave to you Kakarot.'

Just as he got to break the plane to the main hall. His father's face appeared in front of him. "What the hell are you doing, boy?"

Biting back a low growl, "Going to pick a fight." His eyes finding that as his father distracted him for those few seconds Kakarot, but more importantly Chi-Chi had disappeared.

"For what reason, you fool? Planning on challenging the king for the crown?" His father all but scoffed at him as his right hand made a loud click.

Baring his fangs Broly was all but ready to throw down with his father, but then he felt that very emotion and anger being burned out from the band in his head. 'Dammit... ' It was the last conscious thought he had for the moment. Paragus having no time for his son embarrassing him.

He'd get his son a fight later, he didn't need this happening now. Though before the commotion picked up the heavy resounding blows came from a stage off to the side of the royal family.

Several saiyans wearing older saiyan garb, mostly furs and body paint stood at the platform. Chi-Chi observed this development and thought what any logical person would think. 'What the hell is going on?' She knew there weren't any saiyans called musicians judging by the "instruments" in front of them. But she looked to Kakarot who just smirked at her and pointed towards the scene where two female saiyans came from around behind them. "Watch, this is something regular saiyans will never view, only the elite are privy are allowed to do what comes next." The two saiyans were instantly recognizable, as she could count on both hands how many saiyan females she knew. Let alone the ones from House Kabba.

Chi-Chi watched absolutely mystified by the scene before her, it was Caulifa and Kale. Both females had the attention of most of the room, the slow pounding of a low bass drum was being slowly played along with a thrumming lighter tapping of a rim.

Caulifa was wearing all black, and Kale a deep blood red. Caulifa would rise up her right hand, slowly and hypnotically twirling it and gyrating her hips. Chi-Chi wouldn't call it seductive but more of a methodical pace. Though just feet away was Kale mimicking her, save her left hand was up and although not as fluid as Caulifa her movements were similar.

It's like some tribal dance. They are going with the beat but are in sync with each other. Both sisters began to throw punches and kicks into the air, but Chi-Chi couldn't feel this being some type of showboating. Both turned their attention towards one another and began to move towards the other. When Caulifa would punch, Kale would dodge even though both weren't close to each other. When Kale would sweep her sister's feet she would jump to avoid it.

"The Saiya-no-shaka." Kakarot's voice spoke quietly to her as he stood arms crossed behind her. "A dance of honor, a memory of our people that we fight. Black is the house color of Vegeta-sei, and red for the blood of our people."

Chi-Chi didn't say anything as Caulfia and Kale drew closer, the once timid girl showing some measure of herself as the two sisters mirrored each other's blows. Both would punch the other's knuckled fist, then kick the same location.

As the heavy rumble of the bass drum grew in volume so did the strength of the blows. From the taps to actual cracks.

"Did you think us saiyans mindless barbarians all our history?" Kakarot chuckled as Chi-Chi rapidly shook her head.

"It's well… I never have heard of this." Chi-Chi stumbled through her words as she tried to express seeing some true culture from the saiyans. Outside what she had seen from inside Bardock's house she never truly saw any history.

"You won't, because we only do it physically. The elites carry our history from generation to generation. Only Caulifa, Kale, my mother and the Queen can perform the Saiya-no-shaka. They will pass it down to the next generation of elites as they were taught. It is why elite houses exist and our purpose is to be the guiding force for the next line, but not through reading or art, but by action, physical memory." Kakarot said, a soft expression on his face as he watched the two women of House Kabba link their tails together. Just like how he watched Gine and her sister perform this more than a decade ago. Sadly with Gine being the only elder female elite it fell to the two girls who were trained by just her to perform the dance as best they could.

Her mother was so proud to perform the sacred history of their people. Where language and learning weren't performed through incubation learning, and holo projection during their early years.

It was a privilege to know the saiya-no-shaka and it only affirmed that their people's history was passed on and treated with respect. His focus was on the two women, as Chi-Chi could see the underlying beauty of the two women's "dance". Both turned to the royal family and bowed deeply.

The Queen who had been watching with absolute focus brought both of her hands together and softly applauded. "Wonderful, wonderful, young daughters of House Kabba!" A smile on her face as King Vegeta slowly clapped his hands together. The young prince remained stoic, barely batting an eye the entire time.

"Thank you, your grace," Caulfia said, a light shine of sweat showing on her forehead as she bowed back up.

"An… an honor, my Queen." Kale said, her timidity reappearing. Without her focus being on her big sister she found the eyes of so many saiyans now looking at her, blaming her once again. It wasn't her fault! But Caulfia rose up and put an arm around her sister quickly quelling the girls worries.

"Yeah, now let's go change, sis, I need my spandex back on!" Caulifa said with a laugh to which Kale blushed and nodded. Kale wanting to get out of everyone's focus as quickly as possible.

The gathering returned to normal as the royal family stood up from their position at the throne and began to mingle again with their elites.

"Impressive, right?" Chi-Chi blinked for a moment as she looked to Kakarot who had a smirk on his face. There was little for her to disagree with, the two girls had moved in near perfect union. Not going too far, being graceful but also brutal in their execution of a long standing tradition.

She would be hard pressed to say it wasn't, afterall it was their culture. One of power and warriors, imagining it not being that way would be an understatement. "Well it's not Swan Lake but for what I would've expected, yes it was."

Swan Lake? "Is that some human equivalent of the shaka?" Kakarot asked curiously.

"No, not really, Swan Lake is more of a slow ballet dance. It's more slowness, grace, and beauty." Chi-Chi answered, "I'd be ashamed to admit back on Earth that I could do it, but it's been awhile since I've danced like that."

"No kidding, you're an Earthling?" A new voice popped up from the side and Chi-Chi immediately had her jaw hit the floor in shock.

"B-Bulma Briefs!? The Capsule Corp Heiress?" Her voice rising in shocked surprise. She'd recognize that face anywhere. She was the poster child and future of the company. There wasn't anyone that looked like Bulma in the world, of course there were imitators but this woman looked perfect. It had to be The Bulma on Vegeta-sei since they were the reason trade had become big with Earth.

Flashing her a brilliant smile, the blue haired woman nodded her head. "Yes I am, Bulma Briefs, Vice president of Capsule Corp. I heard Swan Lake and knew you had to be from Earth. I kind of thought you were a saiyan with the armor. But the no tail and spikes kind of sold me that you couldn't be. No offense." She said with a laugh offering the other woman a hand to which both shook the other's hand.

"So what kind of business brought you here? Are you with Damiler and the new Space XV program? Or are you apart of the Harvesting conglomerate trying to sell new agriculture?" Bulma shared excitedly, missing a key piece of information about her travel to this planet.

She was the only company doing business here.

Chi-Chi looked down, though she shouldn't be ashamed. To be standing in front of Bulma Briefs and tell her the truth was difficult. Feeling like she was inadequate… no that wasn't the right word for it. Standing in front of someone who was practically the best that Earth had to offer, her brains not letting her be sold to slavery. Where as she was now… just a personal servant to a Saiyan House.

"This is my Caretaker, she is a part of House Bardock." Kakarot answered for her as Chi-Chi took a moment longer to answer. "A most welcome addition to our house, though as you noted she is very saiyan looking which is her only flaw of not being one."

Kakarot chuckled and put his arm around Chi-Chi's hip. Bulma saw the way Chi-Chi's eyes averted from her gaze. Chi-Chi's fingers and hands fidgeted slightly.

"Oh… I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend-"

"It's alright," Chi-Chi said quickly trying to act indifferent. Where she shouldn't have cared about the scrutiny she received. When it was saiyans she didn't flinch, but having Bulma freaking Briefs in front of her now seeing her was almost degrading to the former princess. "I'm used to it." A lie. But she wasn't going to act like it was a big deal.

Though Bulma realized the other woman trying to avoid the elephant in the room, changed topics. "Let's change gears, were you a dancer before this?" She didn't need to beat around the bush, it wasn't polite in business and it wasn't polite in the real world to her.

Chi-Chi nodded, taking a breath and looking back at Bulma. "Yeah it was fundamental to learning martial arts, balance and control. My mom provided the brains and the balance, my dad brought the bull and brawn."

Kakarot was now curious as he looked between the two females. There was an out of place feeling he had but there was a curiosity now bubbling up. Though he wasn't quite ready to jump in yet and find out more about this human shaka.

"I gave up dance after a few years, I'll admit there's nothing quite like a gentle rhythm. I probably could design better if I could have that kind of precise focus like I do on the dance floor when I'm in my lab." Bulma loved dancing, sadly it never fulfilled anything for her. There weren't any people lining up around that time to see her moves, more cared about her future product lines she was assisting with and even if anyone came to watch her dance it would be for her boob and bust line.

She still got perverted letters from a man called Roshi every month. Never should've agreed to that swimsuit edition in college. Bulma could lament poor college choices later, "Well perhaps if you have the opportunity to get in touch, I'll be on Vegeta-sei for awhile. So don't be a stranger since you are the only human I've seen in weeks."

"Thanks, but I'm mostly busy. I have a full work week for the next nine years and eight months." Chi-Chi would love to get to know Bulma. Who wouldn't? But where would there be time? Days off for her would be rare, and it's not like she wouldn't want to help Viv and Nevah out. They spared the little free time they had making sure she was alright.

She couldn't up and abandon her responsibilities, it wouldn't be right of her.

"If you need another job I could use a liason on Vegeta-sei, if you've been working on this planet I think you'd have a good understanding of-"

A fourth presence appeared and it was one that caught all but Kakarot by surprise. "I recall your dealings were with the royal family. Since when did we give you permission to start handing out positions on our world?" A voice growled, surprising Bulma who jumped and Chi-Chi who flinched at the appearance.

Kakarot smirked and bowed his head. "Hello, Prince Vegeta,"

Immediately Chi-Chi bowed, hearing Kakarot's words. Holy hell where did he come from?

Bulma whirled about coming face to face with a less than amused face of the prince. "Holy crap, don't scare me like that." She put a hand over her heart as she tried to calm herself down.

"If you weren't so weak and non observant you would've known I was here." Vegeta said with a unamused sneer. He had intended on just slipping out of here but far be it that he'd run into this annoying wench again. "Come to bore my subjects to death over your scientific drivel?"

Bulma immediately huffed, "First off, it is not drivel, you jerk, and secondly, Queen Vegeta gave me permission to enjoy myself as I saw fit." Giving the prince an equal matched stare as he narrowed his eyes at her. "What's the matter, spikey, don't like what I have to say?"

"Oh.. kay… I'm going to back up now." Kakarot said timidly grabbing Chi-Chi and throwing her none too gently behind him. He may be a saiyan, he may love danger and a good fight, but he knew this was just all kinds of bad. "He-Hey! What's the big-" Kakarot quickly silenced Chi-Chi with his hand as he pushed her further behind him.

It was a sheep challenging a wolf and Kakarot glared at Chi-Chi with a warning look all but demanding she back The Hell UP! She narrowed her eyes but backed up with him, reluctantly.

"So, you think to mock the royal prince of Vegeta-sei?" His low rumbling tone as he squared himself up to this blue haired female. "I've killed people for less, so what do you think I will do to you?"

Bulma rolled her eyes, dealing with saiyan intimidation became commonplace for her. "Nothing," She stated matter-of-factly. "My dealings are to beneficial to the Saiyan Empire." She puffed out her chest and put both of her hands on her hips.

"You are a foolish wench," Vegeta growled, "I think I'll first rip that tongue out of your mouth to remove that annoying screech you call a voice." His voice didn't betray a bluff, he was ready to do just that.

Bulma smirked and moved her head slightly and exposed her earring. It was the gift from the Queen, a sign of being marked by the royal family to not be touched. The slight jingle though nothing special to a human, there was something for the saiyan prince though. The light clatter of pearl and rubies, a sound he knew that belonged only to his mother's person.

Having spent years being educated by the Queen the prince was well aware of every single aspect of his family. He knew everything that happened in this castle, as a future King it was his job. Hearing that small sound made by those earrings, that was unique to them alone. The prince's eyes narrowed as he spied what he already knew. "The symbol of my house… bah!" Though before he could turn and escape with some measure of his pride intact a hand touched his shoulder.

"Oh Vegeta! There you are, my son," A voice said with a hint of amusement. "Your father and I wondered if you had gotten bored already." Queen Vegeta appeared and once again Chi-Chi and Kakarot bowed their heads.

Bardock's second born looked to Chi-Chi who looked to him. The saiyan giving her a slightly frantic nod of the head to which she bit her bottom lip and gave a slight nod. Loosely translated; That's the Queen!

"Hello, Queen Vegeta, good to have a moment to speak with you after speaking with your son." Bulma replied respectfully smiling at the other monarch who laughed.

"Oh I am sure you did have quite the conversation, didn't you Vegeta?" Her fingers gripped the shoulder blades of his armor forcefully. "I don't believe I've properly introduced you two yet," turning her son around to look at Bulma his face already locked in an emotionless mask but was betrayed by the tight shaking fists at his sides. His mother was going to humiliate him, and the prince could do nothing about it.

"Bulma, my only child Prince Vegeta. Vegeta this is Bulma Briefs of Capsule Corp, she's our newest scientific acquisition and will no doubt be a v-a-l-u-a-b-le asset to our people. The capitalization technology is thanks to her and her father and we'll be having the most revolutionary changes for our world coming soon should," Her eyes flicked to Bulma, though her words spoke with a measure of flattery, there was a low warning tone. "We continue to have good relationships with her."

"As you say, mother." The prince swallowing his public humiliation as his mother gave a half smile and ran her fingers through his hair, she was an outwardly expressive saiyan. But it fell within the way she'd come to educate and discipline Vegeta. "A pleasure to formally meet you, Bulma." He managed to force out of his own lips.

"That's my son," Queen Vegeta laughed before removing her hand from his hair. Turning to walk past Bulma she paused to speak softly in the Heiress's ears. Kakarot and Chi-Chi watched the look of victory melt from the scientists features. The Queen never directly speaking to her and in a way that only Bulma could hear. Before patting her on the shoulder and walking away. Just as she had so suddenly appeared, she was gone.

Taking a full breath of air in Bulma processed the Queen's words very carefully. Her blue eyes settling on the prince who looked back at her with the same previous intensity. "Thanks to you, we will now be working together." An air of disdain on her lips with the thought of being with a spoiled warrior prince.

"Like hell I will work with some hideous wench." Vegeta spat back disgusted with being anywhere near this weakling. "I am a prince, not some low born scum, you can take whatever inkling you have and choke on it bitch." His words almost like poison.

Bulma's eyes narrowed, her own anger beginning to boil back up. "Well if you hadn't been such an ass, your mother wouldn't have just told me to expect you next week in my labs for testing."

Kakarot took it upon this moment to take Chi-Chi away from another potential blow up as he watched a vein appear on the Prince's forehead.

Once a distance away, though not from the arguing the two carried on with Kakarot looking to Chi-Chi. "Well, that was quite the development. Next thing I know me and you will be working there had we stuck around."

Chi-Chi tried to look back in the direction of Bulma. She'd wanted to talk more to the Billionaire princess- mostly about Earth- being the only other human, but she didn't really have a choice, "So what was all of that?"

The saiyan shrugged, "Who knows? I can't try and place what just transpired. Though you apparently are aware of blue hair aren't you?" Kakarot didn't know who she was, but Chi-Chi did. Then by the appearance of the queen, and the earring that was a mark of the royal house the oddly colored woman had some type of value.

Smirking, Maybe she'll be more valuable than even father knows.

Chi-Chi raised her hands as she shrugged. "I don't know her personally. But everyone from Earth knows Bulma Briefs. She's a much more beautiful woman, incredibly smart but mostly gifted scientifically, wealthy, and all around a modern day princess. She's created dozens of designs for her father's company that changed our world." Looking back towards the wavy blue hair that still stood out like a sore thumb, "But if she's here then I can guess that the royal family wants to use her talents."

Kakarot looked back towards the odd colored woman, "I could agree with some of those points, but one of those I disagree with." The saiyan chuckled looking to Chi-Chi amused.

"Yeah… she's not wealthy, but give her enough time I'm sure she'll remake the saiyan economy like she did on Earth." Chi-Chi sighed but tensed up as Kakarot put his arm around her.

"I was talking about being a beautiful woman," Kakarot purred in her ear. A teasing smirk appearing on his face as Chi-Chi blushed slightly but pushed his arm off of her.

"Yeah right, I'm not a Bulma Briefs." Chi-Chi said dismissing his lame attempt at flattery. But she couldn't help but laugh. "Thanks for trying though."

Kakarot softly tapped her backside earning him a yelp as Chi-Chi went rigid from the action, used to Kakarot giving her a pinch or maybe a squeeze. His hand rolled down from the top of her bottom and down. "I'm not even trying, and also you look excellent in my house colors." Kakarot growled in a sultry voice before removing his hand.

"Oh stop," Chi-Chi whined playfully, earning a final rumble of laughter from Kakarot. "Anyway, I'll find the ladies room if that would be fine with you, Master Kakarot." She mocked jokingly to which Kakarot snorted amused with her playfulness.

He liked seeing her in a good mood, she made for a great deal more fun. When she was around the house she was focused on her duties, when he caught her in the garden or not doing anything of major consequence he found her entertaining. He preferred her company than to that of Nevah and Viv. Nevah a short little yes woman, trying to make sure to appease his parents. Though she was loyal she had some belief that prevented her from experiencing the world around her.

Kakarot hadn't entertained the notion of messing around with either of those two. But Chi-Chi… Chi-Chi was different, there was a strong will. Like a fire inside of her that wasn't able to be quenched, no matter what task was put before her she'd try to accomplish it. If she failed the first time, she would make sure it didn't happen a second.

More than that though, she was more saiyan like. Though obviously she lacked some physical features, then when he compared her to this other human, this Bulma was nothing like Chi-Chi. She smelled of vanity, privilege, and reserved. Chi-Chi was not vain, she earned her keep, and if she felt something was wrong she wouldn't passively bow her head and say yes. Spirit and Pride were saiyan hallmarks, and Chi-Chi exemplified those traits…

But he wasn't the only one who saw them.

Broly still recovering from the mental drain his father had placed on him and now watched as she made her way from Kakarot in an effort to find the bathroom. The son of Paragus didn't want to let her walk away from him, be damned what his father wanted! Yet with his mind still hampered by the emotional collar on him there was little the saiyan could do.

Chi-Chi made her way around the crowds heading along the edges towards one of the staircases that lead to a higher floor and lower floor. The saiyans in attendance paying her no real mind, so long as she bore Bardock's crest there would be only a handful of those here that would interfere with her actions.

Locating the bathroom Chi-Chi hurriedly made her way into a single stall to relieve herself. Though as she did another person made their way inside. Paying it no mind as the other occupant went to the sink. "Ah, finally… It's been so long." The voice rumbled, a loud snort came next and a long drawn out sigh of relief.

The door to the stall opened up from behind and Chi-Chi looked to see Viv washing her face. The large arachnoid humanoid appeared much more relaxed. Normally a very observant woman with her multiple eyes and heightened senses.

"Viv?"

Noting the slight shock to the woman's appearance as she went rigid for a moment. "Oh dear! I didn't know you were here." Turning back around the woman rubbed her nose as she gave the other woman a smile. "I haven't seen you all night, what have you been up to?"

Chi-Chi looked at her senior caretaker curiously for a moment but ignored it. "I was with Broly, then I met someone from Earth and by happenstance the Queen and the Prince." This had been an interesting evening to say the least. "Where have you been?"

Viv smiled, "Having fun with Master Raditz." To which Chi-Chi rolled her eyes as the larger woman laughed, amused by her response. "Oh not that kind of fun, the gambling tables are set up downstairs. You should come and join us for some drinks and fun." Viv offered her a hand.

Chi-Chi's apprehension showed as the larger woman came closer, "Oh don't worry dear nothing bad will happen. I promise you, we've only got a little while until the real excitement begins." A knowing grin on her lips to which Chi-Chi raised a questioning eyebrow. "The house combat, it will be a sparring match between the houses. Unlike the training that goes off with Bardock and his sons this is much more of a spectacle and I know you'll enjoy it."

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Kerghan