"Hello? I need some clothes." Miso stood there in the entry way waiting for the A.I. to appear and get started. 

After a few minutes a young woman came out from behind a curtain. Over the curtain was a sign with the words, "Employees only". The lady wore a pin on her shirt that had a name on it. She was smiling and also had some type of thin yellow ribbon with numbers on it.  "Hi! Can I help you miss?" 

Miso guessed the A.I. holographics must be down. "Yes I would like some clothes." She had studied this in detail. To wear cloth made from plants was so ancient. Would they itch? The lady in front of her looked comfortable enough. Maybe her skin was tougher being she belonged to this ancient time period. 

"My pleasure miss. This is some new fashion." The lady [i]walked[/i] around the store! "Over here are school uniforms. But I think this would be the best fit for the summer. You look like a size three. Is that right?" 

"Size?" The retina image screen relayed the reference from the database and came back with a description on ancient clothing size. A quick summery glance and she giggled. "Yes I'm a three." This would be a treat. Ancient clothing looked very anti form fitting. Even the ladies dress looked like a bag that hugged her waist line. After being handed some of the outfits she was directed to a changing booth. The kind lady shut the curtain between them. She waited for the Lasers in the mirror to activate an start changing the molecular form of her old clothes to match the ones the lady had placed on the scanning rod. Nothing happened. "Miss Yumi? There is something wrong with this booth its not functioning."

"Can I come in?" the lady asked and Miso agreed. She was still dressed. "Oh? Whats wrong? Is it a zipper?" Again she put in a inquiry and the data base came back with no data found. She just stood there. Yumi checked the clothes and made sure each garment was unzipped. "Ok they are all good to try on." The lady shut the curtain once more.

And there she was Miso standing in the small booth and the solution came to her. She could use the nanites, no this was a chance to try on ancient clothing the ancient way. With a small flash her clothes were assimilated by the nanites and gone. She examined the outfit Yumi described as a summer. She looked at the thin hoops from which it hung by and the large opening at the bottom. The center had some sort of stretching material. And of course the zipper was there too. The way it hung suggested the straps at the top and the large opening at the bottom was for the legs. She tried it on. The first time she ever put on a dress like this. It was thin very thin and able to get snagged on everything. The top kept falling off until she worked the zipper. The top was tight and the material was not smooth at all! In fact the course material was constantly rubbing against her skin it was very distracting. Why did people wear such a dangerous outfit? Was it even fire proof? Miso scanned it. Negative. Wow the people of this era lived so dangerously. It had nothing to help survive the vacuum of space. Not that Miso had any expectation to leave the planet. It was too primitive. This was getting dangerous. And worse still the nanites assimilated the material of her old outfit so Misso couldn't even get her old clothes back. Why was the whole at the bottom so big? Being so open made her feel a little shameful. She looked at herself in the mirror and was still stunned to be in such an outfit. Her whole life was form fit and protective garments this offered virtually nothing!

There was a thing hanging off the bottom that touched her legs it had a number on it and a symbol inquiry returned with money and the definition. "Idiot!" She didn't have anything! She had no clothes and now no way to compensate the ancient shop owner. Miso got mad! Well history wouldn't begrudge a girl trying to keep her modesty. She used the shops wi-fi to connect to access a financial institution and create an account. With enough money to buy well, she did need clothes and this outfit wouldn't last long. The financial institutional security was horrible only a sixteen digit combination made of only numbers and letters. No images or phonetic words. No A.I. security, the whole thing was just open to her. She made the account to buy a thousand outfits. She used a plastic coat hanger with the nanites to create a rectangular card with the plastic magnetic strip on the back. Miso stepped out of the booth and wore the outfit but noticed she had no foot wear. The shop keeper giggled at the fact the young girl didn't choose to wear the shoulder straps. Miso Choose a dozen other outfits. She would learn to wear them later in less public surroundings. "I need some shoes." 

She then thought of how she was going to survive! Miso needed shelter and food and transportation but still able to blend in. She didn't want to wind up like that drone in New Mexico. She searched the area from a hacked military satellite and found one house that lead her on a number of other discoveries about the era! She watched the videos on the old computer connection called the internet. It was two dimensional not interactive or answered to voice or eye commands. It was horrible with only 1080 resolution everything was starting to give her a headache. She walked out of the store with three large bags and followed the GPS direction to a shoe store.

 It was segregated! Guys and girls wore different shoes?! This was crazy! Miso looked over all the different foot wear. There was some with organic components from plants and others with all non organic components! Non of them had magnetic plating in the sole, were fire resistant, had anti bacterial nanites to keep the feet clean for extended wear, or metal plating. They were all so horribly made. A lot of them kept the woman off balanced with a long point in the base and it wasn't even for combat! Miso choose some sneakers simple but at least it offered the foot more coverage then the others. The girl tried some on and looked at other girls. Most of them allowed their toes exposed and had different coloration on the tips. This era really liked being exposed! When she got to the pay area she learned from commercials on the internet. Miso was asked about socks. The lady at the counter told her about the location as the internet told her about the use. Then she learned of undergarments! This clothing was crazy! Layers?! She didn't care. The future girl bought some socks and shoes and left the store. Watching more videos about the era she was stuck in. Out side the store the wind blew and she felt it. The sun was hot and her skin was bare. She worried about radiation. The corner store sold the object she had to carry called an umbrella. It was primative but helped a little. She asked for change to take the bus. Where? She hadn't a home here in the past! It would be about thirty minutes for a bus to come. She had to find a place to live out of the radiation. 

Using satalite images, cross referenced them to the bus route, and went throght the house options. She had only herself so a small place would due but Miso also needed to build a temporal arch back to her time so she needed a lot of power. The only spot was a place called a nuclear plant but it wasnt for sale. All the other options for sale were horribly under powered. She didn't care about it she was tired from carrying the three bags and solar blocker umbrella. she reset the search parameters and found three. Connecting to the coffee shops internet access bypassing the *caffee* password and making the home hers back dating the sale and filling in all the blanks with appropriate information was easy she even went out of the way to send the seller money as well as the realtor. She did all that and still had twenty minutes to wait for the bus.