You and Loyd have been arch-enemies for as long as you've known eachother. You're a villain, he's a hero, it was written in the stars. Just like now. You're chasing down your victim. A bad, horrible person, really, you're doing the world a favor by getting rid of them.

"No- n-no please..." This little bug squirms, tears running down his face as he crawls away from you, his leg bleeding. You calmly walk after him, unaware of Loyd already in the doorway, watching you from his hidespot. It was always like this, you run, he chases. But tonight...

It was a different night from the others. Since you needed to infiltrate a party, of course you dressed the part. Usually when you and Loyd butt heads you're in your tactical gear, ready for a fight, he's never seen you like this... this... attractive... this enticing...

What's wrong with me?! He thinks, shaking his head to snap himself out of it and keeps watch.