Candace Kirkland - Gown worn the dinner and evening tea on April 10, 1912.
 

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Candace Kirkland - Day outfit for April 10 after the ship leaves Southampton.

Titanic:
 
CHAPTER TWO:
 
The trip through the ship seemed like a blur, seeing as the cousins were overwhelemed by all the sights and iconic marks, such as the Grand Staircase that they had only read about. Neither of them had even dreamed that they'd be seeing this with their own eyes.
 
David's mouth dropped open and he couldn't supress a low whistle once they laid eyes on their stateroom further on the B-deck. "Damn." he breathed. "Someone sure sprung for the load on this one." Sure, it wasn't one of the parlour suites, but still impressive enough. There were two beds, a large couch, a desk and a small fireplace against the far wall surrounded on both sides by large windows draped with red that reached the ceiling. Against one wall were two seperate doors, both propped open. The first one had what looked like two wardrobes and a dressing table. The second was thankfully a bathroom complete with a toilet, a tub and a washbasin and mirror.
 
The maid, whom they now knew as Maria, had placed her parcels down on the small table by the couch and swept over to the neat pile of luggage, where she began sorting the cases and moving them into the wardrobe room, no doubt to be put away. David had moved across the room all the way to the windows, which he was now peering out of. "We have a nice view of the docks." he called back to Candace.
 
Maria had now been joined by two stewardesses, both clad in the ship dress. Candace blinked. She hadn't even heard them come in. Joining David at the window, she sighed. "At least we didn't get plain portholes for windows." she said with a grin. They both jumped when the ship's horn blared once again,
signalling it was just about to depart. "Wanna go topside?" he asked. She shook her head. "If we were on the other side of the ship then I'd say yes, but I'm fine here." She brushed a few strands of her red hair back under the wide brim of her hat.
 
The brunette shrugged. "Alright." He leaned somewhat out the window and began waving back to the exuberent well-wishers. She smiled before moving to the other window and doing the same.
 
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They were barely settled into their stateroom on the D-deck before the little girl was pulling at the woman's skirt. "Mommy, can I go to boat deck to watch the ship leave? Please?" Her enthusiasum was catching.
 
Ashley placed the suitcases she was holding down on the small table even as the woman huffed but smiled fondly. "Alright Elizabeth, but not alone. Ashley, darling. Take your sister up top but do come straight back when we are underway for lunch." Ashley nodded even as she took the other blonde's hand in her own. "Yes mother." Odd. The word came out far easier than she thought.
 
She couldn't help but laugh as Elizabeth promptly tugged her back out the door and into the crowded hallway. "Okay, okay. Just a minute!" "Come on! We gotta hurry!" The two turned a few corners and traversed a few hallways but still didn't find any stairs.
 
Finally admitting she didn't know where they were going, she stopped a passing steward. "Excuse me, but where are the stairs to the boat deck?" The steward kindly gave her directions all the way up to the top and she and Elizabeth hurried off after thanking him for the trouble.
 
The ship's final warning horn blew and the two blondes barely made it out onto the boat deck before the grand liner began to move. Ashley pushed her way to an open spot against the rail and helped Elizabeth balance herself on the bottom rail. The two girls waved along with everyone else as the ship continued it's voyage out of the harbour, making for the open sea, and Cherbourg, the next destination.
 
Ashley's smile dimmed a bit as she recalled the near-collision that was going to happen very soon. Of course nothing bad came of it, but that wouldn't make it any less freakier to watch.
 
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Tennille arrived on the boat deck, just as the Titanic was leaving the dock. She had come here directly upon entering the ship, opting to try and locate her cabin later after the departure. She paused and looked around at all the people before making her way up to the stern, where it was still busy but with slightly less people.
 
Most of the trip out of the harbour was uneventful till they came around a loose corner and upon the three ships that were moored there. "Oh..." she muttered to herself, suddenly remembering the near collision that happened between the Titanic and the New York.
 
Almost as soon as this thought crossed her mind, there were several loud snaps as the said ship broke free of its moorings and slowly swung out to the passing liner.
 
Tennille stared, entranced and un-nerved along with several other passengers while others panicked, shouting and rushing around. The other ship seemed to swing out to directly where she was standing on the stern, getting closer and closer till she swore she could reach out and touch it.
 
It seemed as if everything was briefly frozen for a few seconds before lines were tossed at the other ship from one of the tugboats towing the Titanic, and the New York was pulled away helped along from a burst of water from the Titanic's propellers as she shifted direction. Tennille could feel the tremor passing through the grand liner from both the deck under her feet and where she had a white-knuckled grip on the railing.
 
As soon as the smaller ship was towed away, many passengers let out a breath of relief, herself included. "Terrible luck for a maiden voyage." a woman to her left spoke to her companion. Tennille could hear all sorts of similar remarks being made and shook her head. *If they only knew*. They continued to watch as the smaller ship was towed away, further and further from them till she disappeared around another corner.
 
The whole incident had taken roughly an hour, but to her it seemed much shorter. Huffing out a sigh, she tightened her grip on the little black suitcase she was still holding and pushed away from the railing, making her way back inside the ship.
 
First order of business was to go down below and find her cabin, then she was going to search this ship from end to end till she found her friends.
 

TBC...
 

(AN: Wow! What a bad case of writer's block that was! I'm trying to push my way through it however and I seem to be having some luck here. ^_^ Hopefully I won't take nearly as long with the next chapter... Enjoy and please R&R)

Tennille Ayano in 1912.
 
She probably won't get another set, because she's in third class after all, and I'm basing it off this one girl from the movie who was also in third and she was wearing the same outfit for the entire thing. ^_^

Ashley Meade in 1912.
 
What she wears for the first day on the ship.

Titanic:
 
CHAPTER ONE:
 
Coming back to herself with a jolt, Candace squinted at the bright sunlight that was now shining and peered out from under the wide brim of the large purple hat she was suddenly wearing. Along with a complete change in attire and gloves.
 
There was a white high-collared dress shirt, a fancy white suit jacket with pinstripes and dark purple lapels and a a dark purple band right under her bust, obviously intended to make her torso look longer. The jacket reached her thighs with a matching striped skirt that reached just past her ankles. And... she sighed, high heels. Black and white ones. In her hand was a folded white lace parasol.
 
"A skirt." She grumbled, still looking herself over, "of course it's *always* a damn skirt!" Her head jerked up at a familar snort from right beside her. "David!" she breathed, relieved that she wasn't the only one experiencing this oddness.
 
Her cousin was indeed there as well, and looking himself over. He was now clad in an obviously tailored, well-fitting dark suit along with a matching bowler hat and dark leather gloves. A black cane with a jeweled top completed the look. Despite herself, Candace giggled. "Bowler hats aren't really your thing, Dave." He scowled. "Don't I know it." She grew serious. "What the hell is going on?" she asked, keeping her voice low. "This sure as hell doesn't look like the Science Centre." She looked around and frowned. "And where are Ashley and Tennille? You don't suppose they're here somewhere too?"
 
David shook his head. "I have no idea what happened or where we are..." The two of them were in among a massive crowd of people, all swarming and going amongst their own businesses.
 
David looked up from his examination and froze, staring openmouthed. "Dave?" Candace followed his line of sight and her own mouth dropped open as well. How the hell did she miss that?! It was pretty obvious they were on the docks after all... "Candace?" David choked, fumbling for her hand. "I'm dreaming! Or I'm hallucinating or I've completely lost it. Cause there is *no way* that I am seeing what I'm seeing!"
 
Floating, anchored in the water in front of them was none other than the grandest ship in the world, the claimed "Ship of Dreams", the Titanic herself.
 
They were allowed the luxery of their staring for a few minutes before a timid voice broke in from behind them. "Sir, Madam? The luggage has been taken aboard to your stateroom and it is time to board. The ship will be leaving in ten minutes."
 
The two turned to see a young woman dressed not as richly as they were, but well enough. Candace guessed this must be a maid. "Excuse me?" Candace asked. "This ship will be leaving soon, Ma'am. It is time to board." Almost in perfect timing, the ship's loud whistle blew. The two looked at eachother and grinned. "Well," David drawled, "If we're going to do this, we may as well do it right." He held out his arm. She blinked and adjusted the brim of her hat, "Are you serious? You really want to...?" He shrugged. "Why not. When are we ever going to get a chance like this again?" She paused, then laughed and hooked her arm around his. "True enough."
The two made their way through the massive crowd, followed by the young woman, who was carrying a few extra parcels, skirting easily around intended passengers and people who had just come to watch the depature of the grandest ship in the world. Finally reaching the first-class gangway, Candace looked up as they climbed, to all the people she could see already on the promenade and boat decks. "I think this is Southampton." She muttered to David.
 
Entering the ship on B-deck, they were greeted along with other passengers behind them by members of the crew. "Welcome to Titanic." Handing their tickets to a steward, they followed as he led them down the corridor.
 
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Ashley grimaced and shielded her eyes from the sun with her hand. "What the hell...?" she blinked before noticing the gloves she was now wearing. Holding her hands out in front of her, she stared in amazement before giving herself a full look-over.
 
Aside from the pearl coloured gloves, she was now wearing a long dark skirt, a dark top made of silk with a small scarf and a long light pink coat with black designs embroidered into the collar lapels and the thick cuffs. She pulled her skirt hem up in order to see her shoes, now high heels. "Nice!" Her blonde hair was also covered by a black wool hat.
 
Glancing around, she was also aware that she was, more or less, alone. None of her friends were in sight, nor could she spot them in the crowd. She was startled out of her examination when she heard her name being called by an unfamiliar voice. "Ashley, darling. It's time to board. The ship will be leaving port soon and we don't want to miss it."
 
Ashley looked around in confusion before spotting the woman who had just been speaking. She was clutching the hand of a little girl and both were staring at her expectedly. "Uh...?" She peeked behind her, sure that they were talking to someone else, but everyone behind and around her was hurrying about in their own manner and clearly not the ones being addressed. "Ashley!" The woman called again, a small amused tilt to her lips.
 
The blonde took a hesitant step forward and that was apparently enough for the woman, who then smiled and turned, making her way through the crowd. Ashley continued to follow before her gaze lifted over the crowd the the massive wall of riveted black steel and she stopped, staring. "T-The Titanic?" she stuttered. "Someone's idea of a joke, no doubt." Still staring, she shook her head and hurried after the woman and little girl. "This I have *got* to see."
 
Reaching the second class gangway, the three boarded the floating giant and emerged onto the Titanic on the C-deck. A crew member in a blue uniform read their tickets, and directed them to the stairs leading down to the D-deck.
 
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Tennille shook the spots from her vision and glanced down at a sudden weight in her hand. She was clutching a relatively small battered black suitcase with an intensity that seemed like whatever was in the case meant the world to her. Much like the others had, although she didn't know, she also looked herself over.
 
No jeans anymore. She was now attired in a long free flowing dark red skirt, a cream coloured blouse and a black jacket. A white shawl wrapped around her shoulders, a pair of battered black boots and quilted fingerless gloves completed the look.
 
All around her, were masses of people and they all seemed to be focused on the same general thing, most with large smiles on their faces. "Oh wow, can you believe it?" one woman beside her was asking her companion. "A chance to go to America! And on the greatest ship ever built no less!" Tennille frowned and glanced up to be met with a large wall of black steel. "Oh, no way!!"
 
She slowly smiled though as she examined a piece of paper in her hand, discovering it to be a ticket to none other than the Titanic. Course she could see that for herself already. Not one to pass a chance like this up, she was about to make her way to the inspection queue all third-class passengers had to go through before boarding when another thought struck her.
 
Glancing around, it was hard to see anyway, but she couldn't see the familiar faces of her friends anywhere in the crowd. Although it was entirely possible she was here alone, wherever here was, she bet her friends were in the other passenger classes if they *were* here. Thinking back to the Science Centre, she recalled that Ashley had gotten a second class boarding pass, so to speak, while Candace and David had both gotten first class.
 
Going through the inspection was mildly humiliating to her, but she endured it, and stepped onto the gangway, entering the ship on E-deck. A steward examined her ticket and directed her to the ship's stern and the cabins there.
 

TBC...
 

(AN: Okay, sorry if this chapter dragged, but I just wanted to get them all actually *on* the ship. ^_^ Things will hopefully get better in the next chapter.)

This is for the same story. It was what David De Silva was wearing when the went back to 1912.
 
This is also the outfit he wears when they are boarding the ship. I know women had to have a separate outfit for each occasion, but what about the guys?
 
He will get a new suit though I think for each day. ^_^

This is what Candace Kirkland is wearing in chapter one when they find themselves back in 1912.
 
(I borrowed Rose's outfit here cause it was one of my favourites from the movie. ^_^)

Titanic:
 

PROLOGUE:
 

 
"Yet another *lovely* day in Greyhaven." 17 year old Ashley Meade grumbled to herself as she stared out the car window, watching the pouring rain. 18 year old Tennille Ayano laughed from the seat beside her while 19 year old Candace Kirkland snorted from the front passenger seat. "Well, we aren't *really* in Greyhaven anymore Ash." The redhead responded, "it's really the highway now." Her cousin, David De Silva, also 19, shook his head. He wasn't really paying attention to the three girls in the car as he was the driver and had to really watch his speed and the road due to the crappy weather conditions.
 

 
All four teenagers lived in the relatively small town of Greyhaven, located not far outside the larger city of Edmonton. The sole reason anyone had gone outside today was the fact that the travelling artifact exhibit for the famous ship, the Titanic, was now located in the city's science centre. And Tennille, being the group's history buff could not pass up the chance to see it, and proceeded to drag the rest of them along as well. Although she didn't really have to try very hard. The Titanic was something that interested all four of them.
 

 
So here they all were.
 

 
Luckily enough, Edmonton wasn't that far away and they reached the city before long. Good thing too, since they had been driving in the rain for about an hour now. "So," David remarked as he navigated the streets. "I'm thinking this is probably gonna be an all day thing?" "Duh," Tennille responded, twirling a lock of her dark hair around her finger, "there's probably gonna be lots to see and I think there's a few movies in the IMAX we could probably check out too." "But there's not just Titanic. There's other exhibits too, guys." Ashley pointed out.
 

 
David sighed as he pulled into the Science Centre's parking lot and shut the car off. "Well, here we are." He announced, a falsely bright tone to his voice. "Anyone ready for another shower?" Candace scoffed as she removed her seatbelt. "You love the rain and you know it." She grinned.
 
All four piled out of the car and ran to the front entrance. "Geez, not even a minute out there and you're just about soaked already." "Y'know, I think we brought Greyhaven's weather with us when we came." David snickered.
 
"Rain, rain, go away." Ashley sing-songed, squeezing the excess water out of her blonde hair. "Come on guys, it's this way!" Candace called out from over by the ticket booth. Tennille scanned the prices and choked. "Wow! It's pricey for the exhibit along with an IMAX. Maybe we should just go see the artifacts." "Sounds good to me." David piped up.
 
The teens all purchased the entry fee and made their way to the upper level and the exhibit.
 
Just before entering, they were each given a replica boarding pass and informed that they each had the information of an actual passenger from the ship on it and at the end of the tour, they would be able to find out of they had survived the sinking or if they didn't.
 
"Cool." Ashley grinned, as she flipped hers over. "I got a girl from the second class. What'd you guys get?" Candace glanced at hers. "A girl from first class, actually." She raised an eyebrow. "If I had actually sailed, I'd probably go second." "Me too." David spoke up. "I got someone from the first class as well." They all looked at Tennille. "Third Class."
 

 
"Damn." David grinned. "Tennille gets the people that know how to party, Ashley's pretty much well off for that time frame and Candace and I get stuck with all the haughty higher-ups." Ashley smacked him on the shoulder. "Oww," he pretended to whine. "You girls are always hitting me." "Awww, poor boy." Tennille slung her arm through his. "I'll save you from the cruelty."
 

 
"Come *on*, guys! Hurry up!" They enetered the first room to be greeted with large and small pictures on the wall and glass cases everywhere that housed certain artifacts. Candace frowned slightly as a loud consistant groaning filled the air. It wasn't loud enough to be annoying, but it was noticable. "You guys suppose real ships sound like that?" "Who knows." David shrugged.
 
The next room was pretty much the same as the first but with more focus on the actual sinking and the famous first class passengers that didn't survive it. The third room housed the fake iceberg they had heard about, plus more panels on the walls and a cgi movie on how the impact may have happened and how the ship broke apart before sinking. "Wow, you really *can* smell ice." Ashley remarked.
 
David was reading off the board even as she reached out to touch the ice.
 
"This says that salt water freezes at a lower temperature than fresh water, so the water the ship sank in was colder than the ice we're touching now." Tennille shivered and removed her hand. "Brrr. Hope I never have to feel that." The other three nodded in agreement.
 
Moving to the next hallway, Tennille started and jerked back in surprise as they were abruptly facing a propped open water-tight door. "Cool." Candace commented from behind her.
 
The rest of the tour went smoothly, although they stalled at the stateroom replicas set up, one each for all three classes, they soon reached the survivors wall at the end.
 
"Well, moment of truth guys." Tennille grinned. "Let's see if we lived." They all split up to their respective class listings to look for the names on their passes. "Mine lived." Ashley called over. Tennille took a little longer. "Hey, mine did too. She's lucky." Candace and David both took the longest. "Mine didn't..." Candace trailed off with a raised brow. "Neither did mine." David reported. "Although that isn't really surprising when you think about it."
 
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Candace abruptly shivered as what seemed like a phantom breeze blew through the room. "How is it suddenly cold in here?" she tried to ask, but it sounded like her voice was echoing through a large tunnel. It was then that her vision blurred out...
 

 

TBC...
 

 

(AN: Okay, I re-wrote some parts of this on account that I finally saw the exhibit and it was REALLY cool!! Wish I could go again. ^_^ Please R&R!!)

This is an up-and-coming story of mine that I've got in the works. I don't have much but basic plot...
 
The story starts in 2011 with four friends who get together to check out the Titanic Artifact exhibit when it comes into town. But what will happen when, by a fluke, they end up back in 1912, with a chance to experience travelling on the Ship of Dreams firsthand?
 
How will relationships be changed in the upcoming disaster? Will they grow stronger or will new ones be forged? Will the friends all survive the sinking? And better yet, how will they get back to their own time?
 
Main characters start with David De Silva and Candace Kirkland. Both are cousins on their mother's side. At 19 years, David is the oldest followed by Candace a few months behind. Second is Tennille Ayano at 18 years and lastly is Ashley Meade at 17 years old. All four have grown up together and have been friends as long as they could really remember.
 
David is an aspiring artist with a talent for drawing and he also likes to crack jokes. Candace is a sports nut and likes to stay active. Tennille is the more quiet type who prefers to curl up with a good book and Ashley is the outspoken one who does what she wants, although she does know when to keep to herself and follow rules.
 
(That's all I have so far... I'm going to visit the exhibit for real, so I may not post till afterward, that way I can write from experience. ^_^)