It's cold, and it's getting misty. A tall man hurries down the alley, needing to get home before he's late. The mouth of the alley is blocked, then, and Luke squints to see who is there in the darkness. He takes a step forwards, then steps back. "What are you doing here? He asks slowly, frightened. It's hard to scare him. "You're not supposed to be here." The other steps closer, Luke stepping back in response. The other lunges forwards too fast for Luke to retaliate, lifting something too fast for Luke to tell what is it. Then, is flies back down and hits Luke so hard over the head, things go dark. After a murder takes place behind a popular strip club, there's many suspects. The clients. The family. The workers. So, who did it?

He washed among the shore, grains of sand clinging to his moist grey skin. The waves swimming up to bring the most gentle caresses to his injured being, lying between ocean and land. A glistening pair of blue and red gems, sparkling like the most precious of rubies and sapphire gazing upon the creature that lay still. Sollux: Save Him

A life born for the sea while another was for the land, yet their hearts entwined, tangled, and clung to one another.