Category: Fumbling Toward Ecstasy

“You certainly are in a chipper mood this morning,” Carmen noted. She stood behind Brynne tying the strings on the latter’s corset. “Especially since I know that lacing the corset isn’t exactly your most cherished ritual of the day,” Carmen added. (more…)

The next morning, Brynne was up at the crack of dawn helping Andrews inspect the swimming pool. It was deserted except for Brynne and Andrews, who were working their way through the follow-up inspections they, along with all the other members of the Harland and Wolff team, would be performing for the duration of the trip. (more…)

Wednesday April 10th was a morning brimming with excitement, especially for anyone involved with the Titanic. There were people everywhere, both on the ship and on the dock at Southampton. (more…)

Brynne stared at her reflection in the full-length mirror. Her dark hair was pulled up into a neat bun. She wore a navy pinstripe dress suit topped off with a similarly colored hat on her head. She looked herself over and hardly recognized herself in the Edwardian garb. It wasn’t really so bad as she’d expected. While she would probably never choose to wear an outfit like this, she couldn’t deny that it was kind of snazzy. The corset would take some getting used to, though. (more…)

In the month that followed Brynne’s initial exposure to COSI, her life changed in more ways than she would have ever imagined. She left her new job as an architect before she even began, and she embarked on an accelerated COSI training program. Normally, the program took six months, at the least, to complete. Because of the upcoming mission that Payton had planned for Brynne, she was forced to pack six months of training into only a month. (more…)