Isabeau: Nudist, or Exhibitionist?

Prelude (aka Prenude)

Shinjuku, Tokyo, 2038

Maybe she should have put her boots on, at least. Walking down the small alleys of Shinjuku towards Cafe Florida, a young - about 18 to 20 - girl's feet are poked as her bare soles hit the pavement with every step. Walking around a paved street without any shoes on was odd enough - but this was only part of an even stranger situation; like her bare feet and legs, the rest of this girl's body was uncovered as well.

Yes, the brown-haired girl was, in fact, completely naked, save for a strap across her chest, in between two small breasts, to carry her sword and small bag of supplies on her hip. The only other thing she was "wearing" was a huge blush across her face, as the embarrassment, and excitement, turned her nose and cheeks a bright, glowing pink.

As she approached the door of the cafe, three men waited in front. The tallest of the men gave her a brief, but warm, smile, but was seemingly unfazed by the girl's lack of attire. A much younger man, shorten than him and with his long hair in a ponytail above his head, caught a glimpse of the approaching girl, his cheeks turning a bright pink, and quickly looked at the ground, trying to find anything to distract him. She smiled at his gentlemanliness, and through her embarrassment, she also slightly hoped that he liked what he saw; but only for a second, as she didn't want to let her mind wander too much. The last of the men standing against the wall was wearing a fedora and holding a pair of sandals, his eyes darting around, on and off of the girl's bare but toned body. As she approached, the hatted man held out the sandals. "Hey, hold on. You might need these to get around easier," he said. "I don't know if they have pavement like this up there, but down here at least, it'll tear your feet up. And besides, I'm pretty sure shoes won't disqualify you from being, well... at least 99 percent uncovered." He sighed. "They're nuts if they won't even speak to you like this."

She slipped on her newly acquired sandals. The softness and foamy-ness she was now standing on was something completely new to her, but it was welcome. Material like that didn't exist back home. Taking a deep breath, she put her shoulders back and straightened her back, slightly puffing out her smaller chest.

"Okay," she said. "I'm ready."