Hans, her fiance, stood inside her soul or spiritually in her body. She felt more calmer when he was with her physically or spiritually. It was more soothing to know her moral support was there every step of the way. Leeann's long red hair stood in a high ponytail with her basic black leather jacket, green t-shirt, and black jeans. She wore an brown eyepatch over her right eye. The right side of her face, neck, and full right arm were covered in a purple-dark gray skin color showing it was some sort of infection with her left eye black with a red ring. Her neko ears and tail drooped down looking down at the small ants of people down below. They were so tiny from this bird's eye view. They squirmed around each other passing by and wanting to get somewhere.
Clearly, anyone could tell she was woren and tatter from the inside out. Emotionally drained and wanting to die. Hans and her brother were hte only reasons for her to be alive at this point. "Everything will be alright! Remember if you even think about suicide I will personally drag your soul back to your body and sit on you! That is a promise my good woman. Now happy thoughts! Let's get some cookie dough" echoed Hans in her mind. A small weak smile came from her looking at her ring. Hans knew how to make her smile, but then a thought came to her randomly of how everything was turning out. She was personally tired and wished she could drink her sorrows away, but that was no good. She was immune to alcohol thanks to the wretched illness she had.
"What a lousy life I have? Hans...where is my brother? When you need someone around and they're not there...life sucks" she replied. What she needed was personal help and anyone who knew LeeAnn knew how that went for her. She was too stubborn and stuck in her prideful ways to even budge to seek something for herself. The woman was just simply hard to deal with. Not to mention how difficult it was for the couple, Hans and LeeAnn, to even budge to ask for help. Instead they helped each other, even when they didn't need it.
She got up from her spot slowly feeling her knees grow heavy and head weight her down like an achor to a ship. The coma and brain damage to the head was particularly causing a mental shift in her thinking. The doctors were able to reverse a lot of the damage done to her head but one area. It was weird. It took a good five minutes of her to stand up until she got the energy to even do that. Why was she so tired? LeeAnn sluggishly wandered down stairs from the rooftop to the first floor so she could actually get something to eat. It had been a few hours. Her steps were slow and sluggish. LeeAnn turned from a neko into a walking zombie. What she needed was rest. The Rune Knight perservered herself to keep going no matter what it took to get that food and energy drink to stay awake. Though, her body had different plans. LeeAnn's knee gave out causing her to fall down onto the ground face flat into the ground.
"Ugh...not again. Why is my timing always off" echoed Hans inside her mind.