Dragon Ball Z: A Good Man - 20Dragon Ball Z: A Good Man - 20 by SwanofWar
As these three spoke, a Blecha’s talons dug grooves into the tabletop of her station, her beak clenched and magenta eyes quivering in an explosion of mixed emotion and rage. Laswe saw off the last of the guards as order continued to be restored to the courtroom, hearing the hushed murmurs rippling through the stands. Laswe buzzed into the air, flying over the central platform. He paused, noticing the concealed expression on Nevrrest’s face and little looks and occasional tiny smiles passed between the two Saiyans. His jelly skin took on a brighter hue and he tittered as he returned to the judicial booth, giving soft, squeaky laughs as he landed in his chair.
Oom’Bagu gave him a weary, questioning look. “You find something in all this amusing, Justiciar Laswe?” he asked pointedly.
“Not amusing so much as baffling, Oom’Bagu.” He eyed Gok
Dragon Ball Z: A Good Man - 19Dragon Ball Z: A Good Man - 19 by SwanofWar
Goku appeared in a waiting room that looked more like a greenhouse, every corner of it filled with leaves and flowers. He took the fruit from his mouth, taking a bite as he did so, and smiled. “Hey Misado! I miss anything?”
A vine took the fruit from his hand just as he was about to take a second bite. “You did not, golden one.” Goku pouted a little as Misado grasped his case of capsules and put the partly eaten fruit away. “We will be entering the courtroom soon. Do you recall where you will be seated, Son Goku?”
“Yep,” Goku gave the avatar a thumb up, “The platform in the center of the courtroom on the right side. I made sure to memorize everything you told me.”
“We had to dedicate much to memory as well…for we have never stood on the right or left of an accused before.&