Leona Makes A Decision (Solo)

-The Sheridan Home, Leona's Room-

Wearing a green tank top and blue jean short shorts, Leona was lying on her back on her sleeping mat with bandages on her left arm and on her midsection beneath her shirt. She looked like she was in the early stages of being embalmed like an Ancient Egyptian mummy, but the ex-Shinigami was very much alive. However, the residual pain from the hit to the stomach from Armina's warhammer she had taken during their sparring match made Leona feel like she was on death's door. She had difficulty eating and could not lie on her stomach... as a matter of fact it was all she could do to tolerate the bandages wrapping her midsection and covering the cut she had received from Armina's zanpakuto. It also made any physical activity more strenuous than lying around painful, so the blonde was more or less forced to remain her her room for the day.

Leona's room was a small one without very much in the way of furniture or decorations. The only furniture was her sleeping mat with old white blanket positioned in the top right corner, a wooden dresser that held socks and undergarments on the left wall, and a small wooden wardrobe that held her clothes placed in the top left corner of the room. It was open and her old black Shinigami uniform was hanging in the center as if on display. On the right side of her mat lay her zanpakuto, which was resting in its scabbard but ready to be grabbed and unsheathed at a moment's notice.

"Hey Leona. Are you doing all right?" Lucia asked her younger sister. Lucia was wearing a royal blue long-sleeved shirt and knee-length white skirt with brown sandals. In her right hand was a mug of coffee giving off a strong aroma that filled the small room the moment the older Sheridan stepped into the space.

"I've been better." Leona answered candidly. She tried to at least sit up and face her sister, but the moment she tried her stomach began to hurt again. She groaned as she gave up and lowered herself onto her back, letting the comfort sweep over her as she looked at the ceiling.

"Can you handle eating or drinking anything yet?" Lucia asked another question.

"I think I can handle drinking some coffee. That's about it." Leona named what she believed she could tolerate without any trouble.

"I'll bring you some then. I'll be right back." The older Sheridan sister said before turning around and leaving the room to go to the kitchen and get a cup of the beverage for Leona. Leona tried to get up again and sat up, causing pain to shoot through her stomach. She ignored it and forced herself to stand, fighting through the pain until she was on her feet and standing on her mat.

Leona stepped off of it with a single step to the left and then bent down to pick up her zanpakuto. Bending down was a bad idea because the discomfort she was feeling skyrocketed, but she fought through it and grabbed its scabbard with her right hand. She stood upright and grimaced as the pain lingered for a minute or two before beginning to fade again.