Caribbean inlet, early afternoon

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart is sitting in the sun, bare-chested and sprawling on a picturesquely fallen palm tree trunk, a large bottle of drink and a basket of food by his side. He's spread a towel in the sand, but Franz the dog is lying on that, snoring peacefully. Urquhart has brought a book as well, but at the moment, he's just looking over the lake, the sun on his face, and doing exactly nothing.

Life is good. Even though it's the afterlife.

[[OOC: Recycled post is recycled]]