>>18251574>>18251845After getting kicked away by Miss USA's legs, she'd fall backwards on her ass. Enraged, and looking around the room for any thing else she could use as a weapon, and spotting nothing that would do any damage, she's just about to run off to another room to grab something usable when yet another blonde with blue eyes enters the room. Yet again she mentally places the mask, hoody, etc on her and once again gets a perfect fit. But how can that be? She looks over at Miss USA. then at Priscilla. Then back and forth again. Sapphire gets to her feet, walking over to miss USA, grabbing her around the waist and hurling her off of Amy towards Priscilla as she points between the two of them. Reaching back to grab any possible weapon, anything at all, she grabs a present from the ground where Amy and Miss USA were brawling, it feels rather hefty for it's size.
>I TIRE OF YOUR GAMES, STEELI YANEVERSHOULDVECOMEHERE!>We're about to find out which one of you is the REAL Madame Divine and who's getting playtime in the dungeon for the rest of the evening.Sapphire looks around as a grin crosses her face
>What did the real Madame Divine get me for my birthday?Sapphire pulls her arm back as if threatening to throw the present, whatever it may be, at whoever gives the wrong answer.