Hakuren has used her vampiric powers to make some people into her mindless ghouls that will follow her every command. Being the spy that she is, she uses them for possessing mostly. The idea is that with different bodies she might be able to get into places she normally stands out. Hakuren is a blind woman that was born physically frail. So unless she is trying to disguise herself as a beggar, it does not take much for her to stand out which is why she created these ghouls. Hakuren was never one to physically leave the gates; the tournament was the one exception and it bit her in the butt. If a mission requires it she will do so, otherwise she prefers to go outside into the desert in a body of an animal or in this case a ghoul.Hakuren is currently at the beaches of The Seaside Paradise under the disguise of a shinobi on vacation. Now for the real reason for her presence her would be to help the war effort. Soragakure is a popular vacation resort and an even more popular home for those with wealth and influence. War is an expensive thing and Sunagakure will need funding. Fortunately not all the nobles and lords fall under the daimyo's banner.
After booking a room in one of the many hotels in the area. Hakuren heads for the beach for some undercover R and R. Hakuren was using ghoul number four, which possesses the ears and tail of a fox; traits the Aikayume Clan of Sand are famous for. Hakuren wore a two piece bikini and a T-shirt. However the T-shirt fails to conceal anything for after a quick dip in the water it was practically see through. Stepping up to one of the stands along the beach she orders herself one of those alcoholic beverages with the little umbrella.
Bump. Someone collides into her and time seem to move slowly as her glass leaves the safety of her hands. She watches in horror as the glass begin to travel away from her and tries to save it, but with no success. After the glass hits the sand beneath her feet time resumes its natural pace. Thankfully the sand provided enough of a cushion to keep the glass from shattering, but it contents was quickly soaked up. Without a moment's hesitation she turns around and… “I’ll take a passion parfait.” orders herself a new drink. This time it was a mug filled with a liquor that tastes like passion fruit topped with fresh cream, exotic fruit and a couple of sticks of pocky.