She was looking for a man that was not a man or an Ancient for that matter, in fact what he was could not yet be defined. She was able to identify several anomalies in the man named Kasha. She was not a woman of intuition, in fact she had every reason to believe that there was no such thing as a 'sixth sense' but rather an irrational mind attempting to create logic where none exists. The vigilante Kasha was a name somewhat known by the Sunan underworld as a nemesis as despised as the ANBU. The ANBU in Sunagakure differed from the ANBU in other parts of the world in that the ANBU in Sunagakure represented a wide breadth of law-enforcement individuals that not only hunted but interrogated criminals and maintained order in what would otherwise be a lawless society. Since the discovery of chakra manipulation in Wind Country, a discrepancy between the haves and the have-nots has widened. The value of the sweat commodity has changed since a singular shinobi can do what a team of men were expected to do before. That said, only a small portion of the human population can mold their chakra effectively so the services of such people is highly valued by employed and reviled by non-manipulator civilians.
This divide is obscured by the appearance of order. The expectation that men and women are 'good' and for the most part they are. Well, perhaps 'good' is a strong term, rather 'law-abiding'. Consequentialists by nature most people understand that there will be consequences for their violent or illegal behavior. That was why the ANBU, all chakra-molders, existed. By a display of power and force they maintain order. As for the masks, that was done to hide their identity because some of the things they would have to do would garner the dismay and chagrin of the civilized people of Sunagakure. Their authority ended at Sunagakure's gates, other communities had their own defenses. The reason for this was simple -- most chakra molders sought training for their innate skills. Once there, few ever left. Hidden Villages such as Sunagakure took ownership over their former students. They conscripted them. Some might consider this act selfish or even criminal. Perhaps it was, but it was necessary. There was an act of registration, at least to an extent. Families with chakra manipulation often belonged to one of these villages, their skills well known and often passed down to their children. As for novice manipulators, those who spontaneously developed these powers and those whose genetic simply fell into place sought these hidden villages and thus were registered. When they fled, the ANBU found them.
So who was Kasha?
Kasha wore a mask and the garb an ANBU would often don but he was not a recognized member of the ANBU. It was her hypothesis that he was emulating the ANBU. It was possible that he was an ANBU or a rejected ANBU, she had no proof beyond a hypothesis of inspiration. She assumed that he had ANBU ties, she was nearly killed by Roku and when she was roused she was not in a cell in the Obsidian but rather an office.. As for his lack of humanity, it was because she knew he changed. Yes, he was masked and cloaked but his build changed wildly. Originally Kasha was described as a smaller person, wiry... then he was bulky... then tall but athletic. It was indeed possible that he was many different people wearing the same mask and taking the same name. She considered this, but she had interacted with Kasha more than once and he was familiar with her. He was the same but he changed. He changed, therefore the mask was unnecessary. Kasha was unnecessary except to feed his ego or to hide. That is why masks existed -- to hide. He did not need to hide from the public, they would not know him. Sometimes people wear masks to hide from themselves, from their shame. She could smell his shame, it smelled like alcohol. She did not believe he was an alcoholic, at least not yet. His hand was too firm... too steady. She did not smell anything floral on him, women had a tenancy to smell like lillies or roses. The voice was also masculine. She felt it was likely that he was a man and that he was unattached. If his wife laundered his cloak, it would smell like a woman laundered them. Children? Possibly, but she doubted any were legitimate.
Where would Kasha be?
His activity had stifled as of late. She had not read or heard any recent reports regarding him. He could have retired from crime fighting. He might have died. She doubted the later, someone would have bragged. As for the former, it was likely but only if he had found something equally fulfilling. Perhaps a wife and a family. Perhaps a position of power, authority or responsibility in the village. Still, habits died hard. Vigilantes patrolled. Oracles studied and recorded. He would be where terrible things happened. If he was still lonesome, he would be a patron in one of these bars drowning his sorrows or forgetting why he felt shame. If he was fulfilled, if he was simply 'busy' he would be walking. He would tell himself that he needed to walk his dog. A dog he did not own. He would tell himself that he wanted to check the weather, despite the fact that the weather was almost always the same.
How would she draw him out?
Crime.
That is what she needed a willing... or better unwilling assistant. That is what she was looking for. Someone to scream for help in a part of town nobody in their right might would pursue. Well, nobody except someone like Kasha. She would wander the streets until 3 in the morning. The bars would start to empty. Those filled with liquid courage would not be able to stumble into a heroic act. Perhaps Kasha would be drunk as well, even if he was she had confidence that he would come even if he was not wearing pants and defeated a mailbox in an epic battle.
What was she going to do?
Attack a drunk.
Well, someone not as drunk as the rest. She wanted someone that knew enough to yell for help. Someone who would make a little bit of noise. Someone she would not have to kill.
Why was she doing this?
She wanted to convince Kasha to enter the tournament but first she needed to make sure he knew how to fight.
Seeking Takeshi and Roku.
This divide is obscured by the appearance of order. The expectation that men and women are 'good' and for the most part they are. Well, perhaps 'good' is a strong term, rather 'law-abiding'. Consequentialists by nature most people understand that there will be consequences for their violent or illegal behavior. That was why the ANBU, all chakra-molders, existed. By a display of power and force they maintain order. As for the masks, that was done to hide their identity because some of the things they would have to do would garner the dismay and chagrin of the civilized people of Sunagakure. Their authority ended at Sunagakure's gates, other communities had their own defenses. The reason for this was simple -- most chakra molders sought training for their innate skills. Once there, few ever left. Hidden Villages such as Sunagakure took ownership over their former students. They conscripted them. Some might consider this act selfish or even criminal. Perhaps it was, but it was necessary. There was an act of registration, at least to an extent. Families with chakra manipulation often belonged to one of these villages, their skills well known and often passed down to their children. As for novice manipulators, those who spontaneously developed these powers and those whose genetic simply fell into place sought these hidden villages and thus were registered. When they fled, the ANBU found them.
So who was Kasha?
Kasha wore a mask and the garb an ANBU would often don but he was not a recognized member of the ANBU. It was her hypothesis that he was emulating the ANBU. It was possible that he was an ANBU or a rejected ANBU, she had no proof beyond a hypothesis of inspiration. She assumed that he had ANBU ties, she was nearly killed by Roku and when she was roused she was not in a cell in the Obsidian but rather an office.. As for his lack of humanity, it was because she knew he changed. Yes, he was masked and cloaked but his build changed wildly. Originally Kasha was described as a smaller person, wiry... then he was bulky... then tall but athletic. It was indeed possible that he was many different people wearing the same mask and taking the same name. She considered this, but she had interacted with Kasha more than once and he was familiar with her. He was the same but he changed. He changed, therefore the mask was unnecessary. Kasha was unnecessary except to feed his ego or to hide. That is why masks existed -- to hide. He did not need to hide from the public, they would not know him. Sometimes people wear masks to hide from themselves, from their shame. She could smell his shame, it smelled like alcohol. She did not believe he was an alcoholic, at least not yet. His hand was too firm... too steady. She did not smell anything floral on him, women had a tenancy to smell like lillies or roses. The voice was also masculine. She felt it was likely that he was a man and that he was unattached. If his wife laundered his cloak, it would smell like a woman laundered them. Children? Possibly, but she doubted any were legitimate.
Where would Kasha be?
His activity had stifled as of late. She had not read or heard any recent reports regarding him. He could have retired from crime fighting. He might have died. She doubted the later, someone would have bragged. As for the former, it was likely but only if he had found something equally fulfilling. Perhaps a wife and a family. Perhaps a position of power, authority or responsibility in the village. Still, habits died hard. Vigilantes patrolled. Oracles studied and recorded. He would be where terrible things happened. If he was still lonesome, he would be a patron in one of these bars drowning his sorrows or forgetting why he felt shame. If he was fulfilled, if he was simply 'busy' he would be walking. He would tell himself that he needed to walk his dog. A dog he did not own. He would tell himself that he wanted to check the weather, despite the fact that the weather was almost always the same.
How would she draw him out?
Crime.
That is what she needed a willing... or better unwilling assistant. That is what she was looking for. Someone to scream for help in a part of town nobody in their right might would pursue. Well, nobody except someone like Kasha. She would wander the streets until 3 in the morning. The bars would start to empty. Those filled with liquid courage would not be able to stumble into a heroic act. Perhaps Kasha would be drunk as well, even if he was she had confidence that he would come even if he was not wearing pants and defeated a mailbox in an epic battle.
What was she going to do?
Attack a drunk.
Well, someone not as drunk as the rest. She wanted someone that knew enough to yell for help. Someone who would make a little bit of noise. Someone she would not have to kill.
Why was she doing this?
She wanted to convince Kasha to enter the tournament but first she needed to make sure he knew how to fight.
Seeking Takeshi and Roku.