Utopia II discussion

~rp area~

Elliot looked around and smiled, "I like it. Much more homily than mine." She suddenly noticed the old man who seemed to either be drunk or sleeping, "Is that your grandfather?" She said with a hint of a smile.

Elliot smiled and walked over to Micah's grandfather. She draped a blanket over him and cooed, "Old people are so cute." She turned to Micah and saw how embarrassed he was, "Micah. I love your house. Thank you for bringing me here."

She walked over to him and touched his cheeks, "Micah. I don't care how small or shabby your house is. All i care about is the boy who lives in it."

"Of course." She said with a smile and tilted her head up to place a small kiss on his lips before taking his hand.

Elliot's jaw literally popped open as she stared in amazement at the murals on the walls. They were absolutely stunning. One could only wish to be as good as an artist as him. Elliot kept turning in circles to examine each one in great detail. She turned to Micah, completely in awe.

She sat down on his bed and licked her lips, "And I though I was a good artist.." She patted the area next to her so that he would sit down. This boy could literally not get anymore amazing.

"Oh no. You don't want to see them. They're doodles compared to this." She waved her hand around indicating the murals. She leaned against Micah and stared at the mountains one in particular. She had always wants to stand on the very top of a mountain and stare down at the world.

Elliot smiled and closed her eyes, "Yah well my parents are extremely scary so i don't think you want to meet them." She sighed and kept her eyes closed.

"Ok. You wanna meet my parents? Well let's meet them tomorrow." She sighed and thought about how much her parents would hate the fact that she's dating a lower class citizen. But she'd deal with it. He was hers after all, not theirs.

"Uptight, controlling, protective..." She sighed once more and turned her head to look up at Micah.

"Yah I don't think "love" is really the right word. I have never heard a word of praise from either of them. So one time I got first place in a swim meet and my dad said, "You could have swam faster. You weren't trying hard enough." Tears started to well in her eyes. She actually hated her parents. They didn't love her. They always wanted a boy not a girl. For some reason, being first in everything wasn't good enough for them.

Elliot raised an eyebrow and kissed his jaw, "I would love that." She loved the way he was touching her and felt comfortable right where she was.

Elliot's arm hairs stood on end how loudly he was talking about her problem She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "Not as long as President Zoe is in power."

Elliot does as she's told and finds a sketch pad laying on the end of his bed under a blanket. She begins to flip through it and is amazed by his sketch work. She finds a pencil and flips to the first empty page and starts to sketch and draw Micah. She didn't need to see his face since she had already committed it to memory.

Elliot smiled slightly and finished up her sketch before showing him the completed project, "I don't humble my abilities. I merely accept the fact that I'm not as good as you." She beamed at him and softly kissed hi before setting the sketchpad down.

"Of course you can keep it. I drew it for you." She smiled and stroked his cheek with her thumb.

Elliot laughed and waited for him to sit back down on the bed. She leaned against the wall and took a deep breath committing the room to memory. She wouldn't remember every detail but she would remember most of them.

Elliot looked up at Micah, "My parents won't notice if I don't return home." She stretched her arms above her head and yawned.

Elliot made a show of weighting the opinions, "Hum...go home or eat food my boyfriend made for me." She smiled, "I think I'd like to stay for dinner."

((SPAM!))

Elliot shakes her head, "I eat everything."

Elliot smiled at the man and could see the resemblance between the two. She watched as Micah helped him to the bedroom.

Elliot saw Micah walk back out of the room and he had a confused expression on his face. She got off the bed and walked over to him, "what's the matter?"

"Of course." Elliot smiled but she knew something was wrong with Micah. He was trying to hard to cover it up. But she didn't want to push him so she dropped the subject.

Elliot smiled at the back of his head and swung her legs back and forth from her perch on the stool, "Well thank you for asking me out on a date."

((CANDICEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!))

Elliot rested her head on her palm and watched as the steam rose from the pot. Many people don't believe in love at first sight. Elliot was one of those people but now that she had met Micah....she was being to doubt herself.

Elliot jumped up and rushed over to him, "You're bleeding!! Oh my god!!" She grabbed a washcloth and covered his finger, "Ok. I need alcohol and bandages and..." She trailed off as the blood ran down his arm on to the floor. She had never seen this much blood.

Elliot nodded and lunged across the counter, grabbing and unlocking her phone in one fluid motion. She quickly dialed 911 and called for an ambulance.

Elliot was freaking out. The wound could infect and he could die. Soon enough, she heard ambulance sirens in the distance and she sighed in relief. The medics rushed in and started to help Micah in to the ambulance.

Elliot saw the smile but she didn't smile back. She was way too worried. They led her to the ambulance so that she could ride in the back with Micah. Time seemed to slow down as she watched the now unconscious Micah breath deeply.

((Switch over to the laboratory or should we just stay here and rp it through?))

Elliot gripped Micah's hand as they rode down street after street. His heart was very close to flat lining at the moment and she was scared.

((Ergh. I don't know. I'm on my phone and so I can't make a 'hospital' thread so...))

((Alright cool :P meet you there))