Ace lay on the beach, and, as Ren so eloquently put it, he was 'high as a fucking kite'. Completely out of it, the night air didn't even feel real, and the waves, black in the darkness, crashed white on the sand, triggering the hallucinogenic attributes of the drug which consumed him.

Ren walked along the beach. She noticed something lying on the beach and couldn't tell who or what it was until a small gust of wind from the water blow at his hair and it shimmered a purple-ish color. She walked up to Ace. "Hello."

Eyes looking skyward, Ace gave a wave, though the movement was discordant, and probably not just to him.

Voice rasping, he returned the greeting. "Hey"

Ren sat down beside him. "I guess I don't have to ask you why you're here. I can see why you're here." She looked out at the water. She noticed he was high. She sat there in silence just watching. She didn't know what to say to someone who was high.