<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/Taro03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Taro Ikeda (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=257738.msg12730054#msg12730054)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bus stop in front of the school<br/><strong>Time:</strong>A few days into the new school year; Afternoon<br/><strong>With:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black shoes and pants, white shirt, light-gray hooded sweater, carrying a black and gray backpack<br/><hr/>After classes and his weekly kendo session, Taro had left his school uniform's jacket in a gym locker and replaced it with a hooded gray sweater. It was a departure from his regular schedule that would see him hit the library till supper time, to do some homework before eating. He almost never changed his usual daily habits, but today he wanted to take some time to head into the city center and just window shop for a bit. He had promised Shizuma to take her shopping one day soon, but he did most of his own shopping close to his apartment. While familiar with some stores in the city, he would be a better tourist guide if he refreshed his memory first, and perhaps paid a little attention to shops that sold women's clothing.<br/><br/>As he left the school and walked the few meters to the bus stop, the major flaw in that plan dawned on him, that being that he had no clue whatsoever what sorts of clothes Shizuma needed or would want to buy. But now that he made up his mind, Taro just sighed softly and decided to go through with his original plan. He had the time to spare on a little browsing, and getting the lay of the land again really couldn't hurt. Some of the smaller shops in the city seemed to change completely every few months, businesses coming and going frequently in some districts.<br/><br/>He cast a critical look at the sky, then a glance at his running watch. While overcast, the sky didn't look much like rain, and the bus would arrive any minute now. He dug into his wallet, and extracted the green ID card that doubled as a bus pass. The wallet went back into his bag, the card he slipped into a sweater pocket for ready access.