Friday, July 23, 2010

Chapter 5: Fumbling Toward Ecstasy

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.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Chapter 4: Harland and Wolff

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.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Chapter 3: The Assignment

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.

Monday, July 19, 2010

Chapter 2: COSI

Outside, the building could pass for just another average apartment complex. It didn't look any different than any of the other apartment buildings that might be found in D.C. Just inside the front doors, there was even a reception desk with a secretary on duty. However, as the old saying goes, looks can be deceiving.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Chapter 1: You Get What You Pay For and More

⁠Brynne Larence turned off the lamp in the living room of her new apartment and walked toward her bedroom. The 27-year-old had moved to Washington, D.C. nearly a week ago to take a new job with an architecture firm. She still had a sizeable number of boxes to unpack, but she’d already been unpacking non-stop for nearly two days. It was 11:00 p.m. now, and she was dead tired.