Secret Tunnel! Secret Tunnel! Under Chicago~ [Active/Closed]
Characters: Toph Bei Fong and Link
Time: Early evening
Location: The basement of the Blackstone Hotel and beyond!
Content: Toph is bored and decided she wanted to make a secret tunnel under Chicago. Link runs in to her.
Format: I'm starting with prose, but it can change.
Warnings: Maybe some rumbling down in the basement. It's gonna be a hardhat zone down there.
Toph Bei Fong was done. Finished. Wanting absolutely nothing to do with the Blackstone Hotel. It wasn't that the service or food was bad. It wasn't the rooms, or even the almost zombie-like inhabitants. No. It was something far worse.
It was boredom.
The wintery weather in Chicago was far too much for the earthbender to handle. She couldn't leave the hotel without wearing shoes, which severely damaged her ability to 'see' through her earthbending, thus needing an escort. Toph hated having to rely on anyone. She never let her handicap get her down before, and that wasn't about to change.
Toph had been through every inch of the hotel, even the parts that were only supposed to be for employees only. She even managed to get into the kitchens, though she was told to get out so she wouldn't contaminate the food with what she liked to call her 'healthy layer of earth.' There was absolutely nothing for her to do in that damned prison building.
And then, she had an idea. She couldn't go outside because there was snow on the ground, and it was cold. But there wouldn't be snow underground. Toph grabbed the jacket the Winry had been nice enough to get for her a few weeks ago, just in case it was a bit chilly down where she was going, and she headed for the basement of the hotel.
Time: Early evening
Location: The basement of the Blackstone Hotel and beyond!
Content: Toph is bored and decided she wanted to make a secret tunnel under Chicago. Link runs in to her.
Format: I'm starting with prose, but it can change.
Warnings: Maybe some rumbling down in the basement. It's gonna be a hardhat zone down there.
Toph Bei Fong was done. Finished. Wanting absolutely nothing to do with the Blackstone Hotel. It wasn't that the service or food was bad. It wasn't the rooms, or even the almost zombie-like inhabitants. No. It was something far worse.
It was boredom.
The wintery weather in Chicago was far too much for the earthbender to handle. She couldn't leave the hotel without wearing shoes, which severely damaged her ability to 'see' through her earthbending, thus needing an escort. Toph hated having to rely on anyone. She never let her handicap get her down before, and that wasn't about to change.
Toph had been through every inch of the hotel, even the parts that were only supposed to be for employees only. She even managed to get into the kitchens, though she was told to get out so she wouldn't contaminate the food with what she liked to call her 'healthy layer of earth.' There was absolutely nothing for her to do in that damned prison building.
And then, she had an idea. She couldn't go outside because there was snow on the ground, and it was cold. But there wouldn't be snow underground. Toph grabbed the jacket the Winry had been nice enough to get for her a few weeks ago, just in case it was a bit chilly down where she was going, and she headed for the basement of the hotel.