>>10160968As Sapphire passes in and out on consciousness, she can recognize Amelia's voice as she checks on her, she would squeeze her hand letting her know she was okay. Having heard her phone ding during their match, she points to it on one of the nearby chairs set up outside the ring. She manages to mutter
>Who... was phone?before she passes back out again, as finally the medical staff come and take the cheerleader back to the infirmary, placing her in a bed. As they go to put a hospital gown on her, she resists, pushing it away as she rolls over on her stomach, falling asleep. The medical staff try to keep her awake, performing a variety of tests on her to gauge her cognitive abilities, before finally providing her with a diagnosis.
>Doctor: I'm afraid you have a concussion Miss Emelia. >Sapphire: Well.... shit! i did tell her not to hold back.>Dr: Good news is, as far as concussions go, it doesn't seem too bad. Clearly, Miss Kade was holding back. >S: I... told her not too!>Dr: Well either she was holding back, or you're a tougher gal than some of the trainers she's sent in her when practicing the move. Possibly both.>S: Well... will I be clear to compete this weekend at Forbidden Allure?>Dr: Yeah, I'd say that's a possibility. Though I wouldn't suggest taking any blows to the head>S: ...it's a match where we see who can slam the others head through the most toilets for 10 minutes to give them a swirly>Dr: Well you better fight tooth and nail to make sure those pigtails don't get caught in the drain pipes!>S: No worries, I don't plan on smelling the inside of a toilet bowl at all!>Dr: That's the spirit. You go ahead and get some rest, we'll check on you throughout the night. Do you want visitors?>S: Yes, let anyone who wants to come see me in. 