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life after school

She cross referenced the number with that of the average spent in a year. It was more then six times! She felt a little embarrassed. Hey a girl had to survive after being stuck in a different time. She did a lot more research on customs and how to rid herself of the smell. It was different. They used water instead of micro sonic transmitters to remove decaying cells from the external epidermis. She giggled at the thought. She watched five different feeds and ordered something for breakfast. The breakfast guy came and smiled at her. She thought he was kinda cute but she had read the warning label. The shoes by the door was common practice so that was nothing new. Miso kept reading and watching as the house made a sound. She stopped and started an inquiry. As the video came up there was a knock at the door. She would investigate the sound later.

She opened the door. "Yes?" Miso was bare foot and her blue hair was loose. She smiled at them because she was a happy person. There were three of them. All older not robots. She was quickly learning just how ancient this place was!

"Ms, Miso? Hello, we have your furniture." He looked at a peice of paper as he read the order. "One full futon, one chair black, washer, dryer, refrigerator, seven flat screen computer screens, speaker system, one large flat screen tv, and the list went on. She nodded at each item making sure it was all there. The men started to unload the truck which drew the attention of the neighbors. The other items would come later in the week. the me continued working to bring stuff in and unpack. They set the stuff in place and continued to work. Miso asked them general questions and had the local store bring food and drinks for the guys at noon. She was really enjoying the conversation and the men didn't seem to mind. They did find it odd that it was mostly going into the living room. To which the older guy hit the second with his hat. As they worked Miso started setting things up in the living room placing the screens all around her bed and she continued asking questions. What was it like living in this area? Where did people go to relax? How often did people work? Was the area a good location? What did they think of the house? What was a popular food? Where did people her age go during the day?"

The men laughed. "They go to school." My daughter better be there. If she knows whats good for her." This started a discussion among the men as they worked. Miso listened intently while getting the room set up. She also started running searches for activities for people her own age. They did school was over at eighteen while college went on for four years and eight for a doctorate. It was so amazing! With that munch school why did it take so long for the invention of robots and A.I.? She would have to see this for her self! She found a school and registered her self providing all the necessary documents. "Idiot!" She thought to herself. "What will I do for parents?!" She continued to research this. it would be harder for this to get done the documents would have to last a bit longer in the system.

"We're done." Said the oldest. He bowed and thanked Miso for the food and drinks. "Don't be late for school tomorrow." They climbed into the truck and left.

Miso closed the door and looked at her new stuff. She shook her head. This would not do. There still wasn't power. She shrugged it would have to do. With her arms outstretched to her sides. She illuminated the room and had the nanites reconfigure everything. They looked like faint streams of light. NASA was using the materials to build four better vid screens on the wall opposite the bed. Then used some matter to give the bed a magnetic hover of thirty four centimeters. The chair was next reconfigured to be the chair she left behind. The speakers became integrated into the house. A dish was installed to extend her range. Some of the other electronics would be used to make the ancient structure a bit more modern. Bits of metal were added here and there to give her a defensive element for her property. She had the stove and microwave dismantled to make a more efficient food prep unit. As the day went on she quickly became exhausted. The nanties fed off her bio electricity. Miso had reconfigured most of the matter in her house. It had taken its toll. She took off her clothes and got into bed. The sheets were rough. The blanket was too. She was too tired to care. Closing her eyes Miso drifted off to sleep. The sun was just about to set. She smiled living in the past wasn't so bad.

The next day she awoke but the light outside was dimmer. She got up and looked out her window. There was this grey stuff over the sky! she panicked was this due to her time trip? Was it the war that brought decades of cold? She took a deep breath and had the screens display the local feeds. She heard a scream of astonishment. Looking out from her window Miso saw the neighbor across from her had dropped his drink on his foot and was staring at her. Her face went from curiosity, to a dark shade of red! Quickly she drooped to the floor! "Idiot!" Why didn't the pass have privacy glass on house windows?! Her clothes were upstairs. She made a portal up to the dressing room. The neighbor picked up the cup and the mail and limped back to his house. His foot burned from the morning coffee. NASA confirmed the time of 0945 am. The day was Friday.

She wanted to try a shower even if she didn't have the other stuff. She had never been in water before. Miso got in and followed the video instruction. Nothing happened. There was no water. "The house must still be in off mode." This past had it's down sides. She sighed and got out. Her body did smell. She looked online and found stuff for that too. She could have it delivered or get it from the shop down the street. She couldn't resist. She got dressed and put her shoes on. She stepped out the door and closed it behind her. The nanites turned the metal lock and she headed down the street. It was colder, darker, and the wind was stronger. Miso didn't care for this at all. Her face showed her concern and her long hair whipped around her.

She made it to the smaller market and looked around. She tried to ask the older guy at the counter which soap was better but he got red in his face and then hit in the back of his head by a lady of the same age as him. "Dear let me help you." Miso bowed politely and started asking her things. This womans' face got red too but she was a wealth of information. her name was Akiko. She had lived here her whole life. she had an answer for every question. Akiko didn't shy away from anything asked. Miso had bought more then as he intended to as they kept talking. After Miso's basket was full she found herself in front of the counter they kept talking while the man totaled her bill. Miso paid and promised to return. Then the rain fell. The girl from the future didn't care. No one got out of it, and it didn't burn anyone. She made it home as she was about to turn the corner the woman from across the street looked at her with a sour face. "Go put some clothes on tramp!" She was dressed in the right clothes. She looked to see if the rain had eaten away at them. "No, noooo!" She crossed her arms across her chest and darted for the door. These clothes were so poorly made!she got to the door and opened it. Darted inside and slammed it behind her! "Idiot.."

life after school

N.A.S.A.

life after school

The house. three beds, one bath, car port, 58 million yen.

life after school

The bus came and she got on giving the money to the machine next to the bus driver. She took a few steps and sat on the bench the bus jerked forward and was making some horrible sounds as it moved. Not to look out of place Miso watched the other passengers for the time she should worry. She was in a dress and sneakers holding the umbrella and three bags. NASA gave the time to arrival and where she was on a transparent map in her peripheral vision. With NASA Miso felt safe. It would always be there for her. A few stops and then it would be her turn. She felt the bumps and jostling of the bus as she rode. The passengers all seemed to accept it. The sky was blue and bright. She couldn't wait to see her ancient home in Tokyo. The bus stopped and NASA flashed the signal for her to leave. She stood up and got off the bus.

She walked through the gate that was open and looked at the structure. It was mostly wood and some stone like exterior. The sign in the yard read for sale. She kicked it over. When she approached the door it didn't open. There was no interface panel. No electronic eye. No Holographic butler. Just a door. Setting the bags and umbrella down she examined the door. It was a metal compost hollow and worked on a hing instead of a magnetic rail. the thing that seemed to h=old it shut was a round metal handle and a second metal disk above it. She pressed her thumb to the disk. Nothing happened. She touched the knob with just the tips of her fingers which also did nothing. she put her hand over the metal disk and sent NASA to investigate this. Maybe it just needed power. NASA sent back the image it was a mechanical device. The three dimensional image showed the device was to simply push and pull a meta bar into the doors outer frame. "Wow..." That is all they used to secure their belongings. She had the nanites turn into a key and in turn open the lock. The door still didn't open so after getting more information she discovered the metal knob was a simple device that required some turning to operate. These were primitive people.

she walked in and shut the door behind her. If the technology in constructing the door was any indication Msio suspected the rest of the house would be just as lacking in technology. She was right. Why did this building have so many rooms? what was the white bowl for in the floor? She went into every room they were empty. All of them empty. There was nothing in it. Miso laughed. "At least that is one thing that stayed the same." The future girl sat in the largest room spread out her bags and sat staring at the videos NASA was playing.

They were from signals in the area. She had discovered wireless routers and hacked into them. Putting the five screens on the wall she sat and watched everything. topic of most discussions was no different then the future. It was all about romance. Most of them very detailed. They even had images and videos. She wanted to watch them but Miso was getting hungry. She focused on five different topics of research and had NASA help. They were money, home furnishing, food delivery options, computer technology, and home ownership. She spent over three hours and in that time upped her bank limit. She discovered just how many specialty service providers there were. Normally in her time when you got a place it was a single unit and all the utilities became active as you registered with the security A.I. not here here you had to contact several different web locations and tell them to reconnect the utilities all in advance. This was astonishingly inefficient. How people got anything done in this age was shocking. She ordered food, tools, cooking pot, a few knives, forks, and spoons, something called a fridge, several monitors, a bed, electronics , a bike to get around, washer, dryer, a hair dryer, some hair products, a lot of sun screen, and the utilities to turn on. She paid for the the fastest delivery option. There was a numerical sequence needed for all of this. Miso searched the data base for an unused number and handed it over to NASA. She wrote in some lines of code to have NASA always scramble her location and to never accept incoming communication until told to. The address linked to the number was to be unknown in all searches. Just a name. Miso M. All records of purchases in vendor data bases was set to self erase after a few months. In a hour their was a knock at the door.

It was three delivery guys. Each with food. A take out place for authentic local food. Vegetables and canned vegetables with soup cans and packages of dried noodles. A thing called a pizza as seen in the video. Lots of people were either talking about it and eating it. She wanted to try it. After getting everything in and noticing a few looks Miso shut the door and locked it. She sat on the floor first eating the noodles and the steamed vegetables with the chopsticks after getting a tutorial video on how to use them. while eating that, she tried a slice of pizza. It was mostly organic and smelled good. She bit into it and loved it! It was the best thing she had ever tasted. She ate and put the rest in the cabinet. She fell asleep on the floor.

In the morning it was just as bright as it had been before. She sat up and watched more videos on the local customs and current events around her. It was amazing! She had to be a part of it! Sh got an alert from her number the deliveries were on the way. "Damn" She had to stay. She looked up home information. The area she was in was a living room. She discovered what each room was named and what the white bowl was for. "Gross."The fact that it traveled into a pipe and through the city was so dangerous. Why didn't the city just pick it up and use it? She went to the cabinet to get some food but there were these things on it crawling through it. They were roaches from what the internet showed. They came after food when it wasn't properly put away. Miso rolled her eyes. "More shopping. How do people in this time get any work done?" She ordered containers and found out people liked to eat food on a serving dish. She chose to skip that. Just out of curiosity she totaled up her current spending. The total came to 72,860,497 yen.

Out of Time

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"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 walked 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.

life after school

Age 16

Miso Montoku

life after school

Well you see, Miso was a typical girl from the 3257. She finished school when she was ten with a doctorate in nanotechnology. Developed an A.I. life form called Nanite, artificial, symiotic, assistant, or N.A.S.A.. She now has a friend for life, and a way to wirelessly interact with any and all technology within a ten foot radius from her. It also acted as a personal short range portal creator and could reuse one out fit and create another. She got a B in her science class for the effort.

After school she found all manner of work. She was a DJ for five clubs, I.T. director for three different security firms, and a part time teacher for kids who needed help on quantum mechanics, or chaos theory. It was busy work and kept her in the satisfactory range with the local magistrate. Miso was board. She was fifteen and needed some excitement! She did a search in the data base for the least searched for request to date. The A.I. returned with a subject called history! She couldn't believe the treasure she had found!

Miso was also a hopeless romantic. She longed for the past and was fascinated with history. Specifically the 1990s. They just started inventing technology and had the world wide web. It was so ancient that people actually talked to each other on small portable electronic devices called cell phones. They had these cute animations call emojies and used them to express how they were feeling at that moment. They had to walk really long distances to go to school and sit at this thing called a desk. She wanted to return to those times. She went into the virtual world and clicked the licensing agreement and downloaded the schematics to build a time portal. There was some fine print and a lot of legal stuff at the end she decided to read later. It took her most of the wek to reconfigure her nuclear powered sonic sanitizer into at temporal rift arch. It only had enogh power to stay open for and hour. She opened the gateway and sent in a drone only to discover the portal opened in a place called New Mexico? Eh, she shut it down and tried again after making a few minor adjustments.

This time the portal activated and she saw her fantasy 1992, ancient Japan! She was so excited she stepped through, and saw the ancient city of Tokyo! Miso was bombarded with the sounds, and smells of history! She loved it! It was everything she ever dreamed of! Then the worst happened. A bus pulled up right into the portal! It was too munch matter! This would drain the power even quicker as the antimatter field would force the differential of the quantum dimensional shift into chaos. The cross stream containment field started to crackle and collapsed cutting the buses cab in half munch to the bewilderment of the driver. Fortunately no one was actually harmed. Time paradox was most of the warning label.

She would worry about going back after a week or so. The sun was so bright! Miso still in her bio suit sighed. She would have to change. The optical read out linked to a wifi connection, to cell tower, and to a satellite, in order to spot the nearest clothing store. She walked in the store. It beeped at her as she entered probably had some bio sensor wirelessly notifying the store A.I. "Hello? I'd like some clothes please."

This is where the story takes off. .... In the ancient city of Tokyo.

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