More than just the jaglion's looks, Deldrach's personality is just something that Vandal, quite frankly, can't get enough of. There's this quiet sort of intensity there, a storm under her pelt waiting to burst, looming in the horizon with untold strength and power that she's curious to see, to experience. Deldrach has many facets to her and she's curious - so curious - to discover each and every single one that it's become a nagging need. There's more to Deldrach than meets the eye, she knows this, she just doesn't know how to find it.
Vandal's not the smartest when it comes to girls, admittedly. She isn't sure how to go about getting a reaction out of them outside of what she's already been doing - which, granted, isn't always the smartest idea to begin with. It doesn't help that she's powered by impulse that she's never really learned how to control. It's something that takes up a huge part of her life, for better or for worse. Her impulse has a life of its own, almost, and she's powerless to try and stop it once it's taken hold of her attention.
She's creeping into Deldrach's room in the middle of the night, prowling, black pelt blending well into the shadowy darkness. Her neon eyes scan her surroundings curiously until she sees the glint of the other's saber not too far away from where she's probably sleeping, not that Vandal could tell. It's probably a stupid idea, but a part of her argues that it's not going to do harm to anyone. Besides, she just wants to look at it and try to decipher why it's such an important piece of Deldrach's life. She's noticed that the saber is something that never leaves the jaglion's side. She wants to find out why, and she's too shy to ask her directly.
She doesn't even think about the consequences when she's picking the blade up with her talons and scanning it quickly with her eyes. Her plan is simple enough. Pick it up, inspect it, put it down, then disappear - it'll be like she was never there at all... but things don't always go Vandal's way, and she'll likely be in one hell of a surprise.
[member=185]deldrach[/member]
Vandal's not the smartest when it comes to girls, admittedly. She isn't sure how to go about getting a reaction out of them outside of what she's already been doing - which, granted, isn't always the smartest idea to begin with. It doesn't help that she's powered by impulse that she's never really learned how to control. It's something that takes up a huge part of her life, for better or for worse. Her impulse has a life of its own, almost, and she's powerless to try and stop it once it's taken hold of her attention.
She's creeping into Deldrach's room in the middle of the night, prowling, black pelt blending well into the shadowy darkness. Her neon eyes scan her surroundings curiously until she sees the glint of the other's saber not too far away from where she's probably sleeping, not that Vandal could tell. It's probably a stupid idea, but a part of her argues that it's not going to do harm to anyone. Besides, she just wants to look at it and try to decipher why it's such an important piece of Deldrach's life. She's noticed that the saber is something that never leaves the jaglion's side. She wants to find out why, and she's too shy to ask her directly.
She doesn't even think about the consequences when she's picking the blade up with her talons and scanning it quickly with her eyes. Her plan is simple enough. Pick it up, inspect it, put it down, then disappear - it'll be like she was never there at all... but things don't always go Vandal's way, and she'll likely be in one hell of a surprise.
[member=185]deldrach[/member]