>>10225103>>10223602>>10226214Part way through the match, all of the Divine Angels phones ring as Sapphire makes a couple of three and four way calls on two phones. The ones who answer would hear:
>Hey Madame Divine, Hey Lucy, Hey Nikki, Hey Amy, Hey Nika! Just wanted to check in with you to see how you're - hold on a sec i have to beat some bitches ass!A short while later after the match, Sapphire grabs a towel from the wall as she goes to leave, wiping herself off of god knows what,and picks the light tube shards and thumb tacks out as she looks down at Pom Chan
>You know, while you lay there covered in as much piss and shit as you can be, i want you to hear me. I want you to digest this like an apple someone left here on the floor before I leave Goon Japan. >I don't hate you, Pom Chan. I don't even dislike you. Hell, I like you a lot better than most of the cheerleaders in my squad.>But I hate this idea that you thought you were the head cheerleader. My "Senior". I'm the head! I'm the head cheerleader of the WWA! Of Goon Japan, Of Anywhere I go! There's a REASON I have 4 consecutive national cheer championship rings!>Since day 1 when I came to this company, I've been hated by the fans, hated by the girls in the back, because they thought I was nothing but a pretty and innocent face ready to fill the locker room with her bullshit, even my own team mate Nikki thought as much when we first met!Sapphire grins, as she would extend a clean towel in her hand for pom Chan to grab
>But not you. One of the very first things you said was that I would cheer the Divine Angels on to much success.And you were right.>So now, I'd like to extend the offer to you. I've heard of what you've done, how many guys you've turned into eunuchs. I like your style.>If you ever find yourself in Spaghetti town, come swing by the divine mansion some time... i'm sure we can arrange for some human punching bags to be brought in. Maybe we can get some "cheer practice" in. Whadya say? 