That night and all through the midnight hours, Kalustrata weighed her options. Her best bet was to break into the temple and destroy the<i>Loh'skaran </i>while no one was looking, but she wouldn't be strong enough to break such a relic with human hands. The barrier around the temple was stronger than the surrounding area, and it would repel her if she approached in her demonic form. She had to regain her strength in this place, and one night was not enough to recover from traveling.<br/><br/>With a few more arguments to herself, the tempest demon finally relented to logic, resolving to swipe clothes and money from different houses. Humans were easy to steal from - she could silence guard animals with a few stern looks - and she never stole enough for it to be noticed right away. Couldn't really have the human authorities looking for a robber while she was trying to fulfill her duty, could she? New Haven was a large city, but even she didn't like outrunning guns, since no human cop wanted to fight her face to face. It made the thought of staying here almost a boring one, but she remembered the girl from earlier, Estelle. The one with the magical aura and the surname of a holy family... the strange one indeed. Kalustrata was going to have to watch for her; if any human was to be feared, it was one with magic, even if it was weak. She would have to learn more about the Ando family, seeing as they possessed the one thing oppressing her fellow demons.<br/><br/>But they were thoughts that would have to be left for another time, when she knew how to attack. For now, she'd settle for blending in with the humans and gaining the trust of those who would be useful. And she was going to start with that human college, a place full of bright eyed, susceptible young people. It was the perfect place to lay low and find out just how energetic humans could be.<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>The next afternoon brought a pleasant chill and the promise of a storm on the way. As a tempest demon, Kalustrata loved windy skies and dark clouds. Storms were a welcome break away from the bright sun, and she would have loved little more than to let a small tornado tear through the outside of the city, and perhaps even the temple. It would repel her magic, but it would have been nice to see how it might withstand her power.<br/><br/>For now, it would do her little good to waste what power she had, so she kept on walking. People of all shapes and colors walked past her, but she felt every stare as some turned back to look at her. Both men and women watched her, but she loved the attention. Perhaps it was her outfit, despite the chill in the air, for she wore a floral pattern tube top and a skirt that barely reached past the middle of her thigh. She looked right at home even with the impending storm, but whether it was for her skimpy clothing or her looks, Kalustrata welcomed the stares. It would be easy to feed on the energy in this place, but she could barely feel it through her human disguise.<br/><br/>Scoffing to herself, the tempest demon walked up the stairs, watching people mill about the area. It had only taken a few minutes of sweet talking to gain entry into this place, and she had barely gotten into a few classes at the last minute. She'd have to fabricate some better lies if she wanted to keep up appearances, that was for sure. For now, she had one of the college advisors in her back pocket, ready to call him up and get him to do what she needed. Humans were so weak when it came to resisting attractive people, something Kalustrata could appreciate even as she thought it laughable. Her job seemed to be made easier by the minute, and with any luck, she could just convince the temple family to let her hold the<i>Loh'skaran </i>long enough for her to break it in half.<br/><br/>Kalustrata sat down in the middle of a back row, though she could clearly see the front of the class and the professor at the desk. She pulled a wrinkled piece of paper from her bag, smoothing it out and scanning the words. "Ancient History?" she read mostly to herself. "Tch, this'll be easy...." She sighed, pulling out a blank notebook and the only pen she could find. She flipped open the cover, drawing swirls and doodles on the page as more students filled the rows. Few dared to sit near her until she felt the air shift beside her. Out of the corner of her eye, Kalustrata saw a shock of pink hair atop a pale head, realizing it was the tour guide from the Ando Temple.<br/><br/><i>Lucky day, I guess. </i>First a beautiful storm, and now the very girl she wanted to see was sitting mere inches away. And now she was even talking, making nice with a girl she didn't even know.<br/><br/>"I was." The tempest demon's voice was smooth and confident, just as it had been before. She leaned back in her chair, propping an elbow on the arm rest and twirling her pen between her fingers. "You're the tour guide girl." Even as she made conversation, Kalustrata felt the same annoying prick at the back of her head, the one that said this girl was different from other humans. They were away from the temple now, but her skull seemed to itch.<br/><br/>Hiding a frown, Kalustrata gave the girl an up and down glance. Her outfit was far more modest than her own, but at least it wasn't the costume from yesterday. "So, do you actually like all this old history crap or was that robe getup just for show?"