This place was everything that she had always wished her homeland could become : a living, breathing city, with music playing around every corner. The people were like none she had met anywhere in her ( still very limited ) travels of the world. What had originally been a brief stop-over on their journey returning to D.C. had turned into a week long stay, with the team not quite willing to return just yet.

Milo had vanished twenty minutes earlier, or Kida had simply wandered away from him. Whichever was the case, she found herself in the heart of the city, simply going where her feet carried her. Or her stomach, as she found herself standing outside a restaurant that was practically buzzing with excitement. "...what an incredible smell."

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New York City seemed to be a world all its own : sights, smells and sounds that were all perfectly foreign, all things that she would have liked nothing more than to spend hours exploring. With luck, there would be time for that later. For now, Kidagakesh found herself on a mission. Strange sightings reported on various news sources that had garnered the attention of Whitmore, a particular rumor that he insisted would catch her interest.

The first sighting of a Gorlois she had been made aware of since Paris, seventy years prior.

It had only taken a bit of digging from the team to find a name that would hopefully provide them with more answers. Tucking the crystal at her throat beneath her sweater, Kida pushed open the door to the police station, scanning the room briefly before spotting the woman she was searching for.

"Detective... Maza? I am hoping we could speak, if you have time. I have questions I believe that only you are able to answer."

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