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"Excuse me," Bra interrupted their conversation, her arms crossed over her chest and her brows furrowed in irritance, "I'm right here, you know, just floating around only a few feet away in perfect hearing distance while you all debate whether or not I can come." Strangely enough, a smirk replaced her frustrated expression, as if she suddenly found the whole ordeal amusing. "It's not really like you guys have a say in it or not anyway. They call it free will for a reason, you know."
"We didn't mean it like that-" Goku tried his best to explain, but Bra simply cut him off. "You know, you're seriously wasting valuable time just floating here arguing with me, when you could instead be waiting for whomever to come to Earth, blow it up, whatever... yadda yadda. So unless you'd like for our new guest to start on some rampage of the planet, I suggest you stop this verbal sparring match and... do what you do best." Well, it was by no means surprising that she was Bulma and Vegeta's daughter.
"You guys better hurry up if you know what's good for the planet!" And there, she blasted off as well. In all honesty, it didn't really matter to her if she was in the fight or not, the whole idea seemed to bore her and she had other things to do. Besides, the ki energy she felt wasn't all THAT strong.
Her eyes narrowed. But then, it was possible he or she or whatever was masking their power. Not exactly uncommon... she herself wasn't even showing her full power at the moment either. Oh well... guess they would see soon enough!