fandomtownies | The Beach, Thursday Afternoon

Save for the occasional pause to brush away sand - he really should have thought ahead enough to bring a blanket, his jacket being much less effective - Mohinder was sitting high on the beach. His attention was lulled by the murmur of recorded Greek through earphones. Last Tuesday's visit off-island had been fun, but he wasn't a mnd-reader and he preferred to have a little idea as to what was going on around him.

Half-lying idly with the book he'd brought discarded at his side, Mohinder wasn't faring too well on the alertness front.

[Open in a beachlike way]