[OPEN] Biorhythm of a cursed god

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #BAB6B8; padding: 10px; border-top: 7px solid #000000; border-bottom: 7px solid #000000; box-shadow: #000000 0px 0px 9px;][atrb=width,440,true][style=background-color: #030303; border: 5px solid #000000; float: right;][/style][style=color: #302A2C; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-shadow: #000000 3px 1px 4px; font-size: 20px; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 1px;]The echoing funeral requiem[/style][style=font-family: georgia; font-style: oblique; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px; letter-spacing: 0; margin-top: -5; padding: 5px 0px 0px 0px; text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; color: #6B6B6B; background: url(http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/She_IsBeautiful/background-comewithme.jpg); width: 360px;]Dissolves into the dry wind.[/style][style=font-family: OCR A std; font-style: oblique; font-size: 10px; line-height: 9px; margin-top: -5; padding: 5px 0px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase; color: #6B6B6B;]The marigold that sings demise silently reaches full bloom by reeling in hatred and sadness with it's sound. As the marigold that sings demise and is enriched by loneliness seeks out the rain that won't fall, it falls into a sleep it can't wake from.[/style] [style=font-family: OCR A Std; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: 5px; text-align: left; color: 000000;]tag: OPEN - notes: Random Cosmina in a hospital [/style] [style=width: 410px; background-color: #241821; opacity: 0.9; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #C4C2C4; text-align: justify; padding: 8px; border-top: #000000 7px solid; margin-top: 0px;]▌ It was a simple check-up, no big deal. A small sneeze escaped as the green-haired state silently sobbed to herself to such misfortune that she have gained just because she stayed up late and finishing the chores within Romania's premises. Not to mention the nightly watching of horror movies for no reason at all, but that's aside the point as the maiden made another moan of disdain while waiting in the couch for her turn for a check-up. It won't take long, he said, she'll be fine in no time. "But I am fine." She moaned to herself, giving a mild hum while looking around and observing how the other patients seem to take a quick look at the female and her somewhat otherworldly appearance. Maybe it's the time of the month again, but she doesn't seem to mind, hopefully they won't get scared of her just because that she's associated with Transylvania. Or, rather, she is Transylvania. "Miss Basarab? Calling Miss Basarab." Opted to use her name- Cosmina Basarab- instead of have the patients in the hospital know that she is the embodiment of a Romanian State, Cosmina stood up but not before taking another sneeze as the nurse gestured her to head to the doctor's office. And, as foretold, it didn't took too long before a mildly sniffling state walked out from the office with a paper at hand. "Looks like I have to buy some meds now," She moaned to herself, checking her pocket for sign of her wallet. "Master will be most displeased if I don't take care of myself." She hummed to herself with a mild pout. "But... I suppose, it's inevitable." Another sigh. [/style]

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