Hallway Rebel (Tara/Open)

[Toph Beifong]

Shoes. They had given her shoes again, practically begged her to put on these stupid shoes. Well, they would just have to get used to the fact that Toph Beifong did not wear shoes, would not wear shoes, and never would want to wear shoes. She could feel her bangs shift low across her face as she positioned her head to seem as if she was looking at the scissors and pair of sneakers in her hands. The scissors she had taken from one of the classrooms and snuck it back into the dorms, and as she couldn’t remember exactly which room was hers, Toph was currently hunkered in a corner which she hoped was secluded. If she had that stick that the weird people in this place had given her, maybe she could tell if it was open or not a bit better. However, Toph had chucked it out a window as soon as she had been left to her own devices. She had been told so much of what was expected of her, what the rules were going to be… and they were complete strangers! If they thought that she was going to be quiet and obey, these guys had another thing coming.

So, protest via destroying shoes. Working the scissors slowly as to not cut herself, Toph began to slice the top of the canvas sneaker, which gave way after working the blades through a few times. It felt like it was tougher than any shoe Toph had ever encountered and seemed to be made of strange materials, so it was taking longer than the other shoes she had mauled to death. Then, just as she felt most of the top give way, she picked up on the footsteps heading her way. If it was one of those guys who ran this place, she’d certainly get an earful… Toph wondered for a moment if she should try to hide her devious project, but decided that was against the whole point of it. Instead, she was going to rub it in their faces. She waited until it sounded like the footsteps were even closer, before using all of her strength to tear the canvas from the sole, creating a loud ripping noise as the two parts separated. ”One down, one to go.” Toph smirked, trying to sound extra proud of herself before taking the next shoe and attacking it with the scissors.

[Tara Markov]

The blonde stumbled throughout the dorms, readjusting the ebony tie that sat against her white polo shirt. Was Tara stupid? Why couldn't she remember her own dorm room number? She had been wandering around, hoping she could finally figure out where she stayed. Perhaps if she didn't spend so much time repressing so many memories, she would be able to remember things a whole lot better. Then she would remember her dorm room, and maybe even remember why she was looking for it in the first place too. Coming to Tenebrae wasn't the best thing for her memory. Tara was quick to discover that when she struggled to remember bits and pieces of her past. The girl smoothed out the blue skirt she wore, her face scrunched up as she attempted to recall where she should be going. She stopped in place, blue eyes wandering about in hopes to recognize where she was.

Great. Now she was totally lost.

She rolled her eyes in annoyance towards herself, mentally chastising herself for getting lost. "You have this under control, ok? Just figure out where you're at, and go from there," she muttered to herself. Alright. Sounded easy enough. Except she had no clue where she was in the first place. Well, she knew she was somewhere around the dorms. That was close enough. She began walking once more, and that was about the time she spotted someone moving around in a corner. Curious as to what was going on, and partially hoping that this person had a clue as to where they were, the blonde walked towards the other girl. As she got closer, the sound of something being ripped hit her ears. A little closer and she found out it was the sound of shoes being mutilated.

"I'm guessing you're not a big fan of shoes?"

[Toph Beifong]

Her ears pricking to the sound of someone maybe around Katara's age, Toph relaxed a little. All the staff she had met so far had definitely been adults. Also, every time they addressed her, it was all formal, like 'Miss Beifong, blahblahblah.' The formality didn't help Toph warm up to the staff. But hearing this girl's casual comment on her shoe destruction allowed her to grin a bit. Finally, someone without a stick up their butt. "I'm guessing you're not going to tattle on me?" Toph rejoined, one of her eyebrow's quirking. She decided to keep working on the same shoe, taking the scissors and began cutting the canvas top into strips to further its desiccation, "No, not a fan. And more importantly, not a fan of strangers telling me what to do." The blind girl huffed into her bangs in annoyance at the mere thought of it. Toph wondered if they treated all of the people that were here like they had to obey them, or if she was just the lucky one who got all the ‘special attention’.

The footsteps hadn’t begun to resume, so Toph wondered if this gal really was just another ‘student’ or if maybe something else was up with her. Then again, Toph wasn’t anti-social or anything, so if the girl wanted to stay, that was perfectly fine. In fact, maybe the girl was just as disgruntled by being here as she was and this was a way to make a plan of escape… or at least have someone to complain to. Toph’s hand stretched out, patting the ground until she laid her hand on the other trainer. She snatched it up and held it out in the direction where she had heard the voice last, though there was no guarantee that she was holding it out towards the girl, ”Wanna join me? It’s fuuuun.” She drew out the last word in a sing-song voice.

[Tara Markov]

Well, it looked like Tara wasn't going to get yelled at for stumbling upon the other girl. That was a good start. Maybe talking to her would distract her from the fact that she didn't have the slightest clue as to where she was supposed to be. Unaware that the younger gal was blind, the blonde lifted a single shoulder in a halfhearted shrug. "Nah, I'm not the tattling kind of girl," she commented back. If there was anything Tara hated with a passion, it was someone who decided to tattle on someone else. For the longest time, she thought her closest friend had betrayed her by telling others she couldn't control her powers. Now, she had no powers whatsoever. The girl was quick to snap her mind back to reality, mentally reminding herself not to dwell on the past much.

Tara watched as the dark haired femme grabbed the other shoe. She did so in an odd manner, and the blonde wasn't entirely sure why. From her experience, it was best not to look into others' lives. If you did, they would look into yours. The older teen wasn't exactly fond of relaying her life story to others, so she tended to keep her mouth shut on such matters and leave others to do what they want. When the shoe was held out to her, or much rather, mostly directed towards her, she took it. "Sure, I don't have anything better to do. Might as well help you out with this destruction of shoes plan you've got going on here." Her azure stare was focused on the shoe in her hands, idly turning it this way and that just to get a good look at it.

"Hey, uh, name's Tara by the way."

[Toph Beifong]

Toph nodded, satisfied with her fellow student’s answer. Even though she was in a strange land, it seemed to be the same in at least a couple respects. Adults were usually not to be trusted, but fellow kids could be. Kids often didn’t have the agendas that grownups did. ”Cool.” Toph said before cutting one of the strips she had into confetti. Yeah, these shoes were never going to see the light of day again. Maybe then they would finally stop making her try to wear them.

Once the girl had agreed to her plans, Toph’s face broke out with a wide, wicked grin, ”Sweet. You want the scissors or do you just want to try and rip it apart?” She held out the shears, just in case the stranger wanted them. In all, Toph judged this new person to be alright. Just by her voice, it seemed she was relaxed and genuine, with no formality about her. That was someone Toph could get along with. As she introduced herself, Toph gave another nod in response, saying, ”I’m Toph.” before taking the rubber sole up and bending it back and forth to see if it would give. She really had never felt something quite like this before, but it wouldn’t hurt to try and break it.

”So… you don’t happen know why they’re keep people locked up in this place?” Toph turned her head a little bit towards the girl, mostly focusing on where she heard her breathing, ”I mean, maybe some people are okay with it, but my friends are kind of fighting a war, so… I want to get out and get back to them.” Toph wasn’t sure if this gal could actually help her out or not, but the blind girl didn’t care who knew that she wanted to get out of this place. In fact, Toph wanted everyone to know. She was going to leave, and that was that.