Ravonia

[Sparrow]

The Orb that had recorded the wedding was about a block down the street from Raven. It hovered in the middle of the dim street, zoomed in on the two. After hearing word of Epocheia it figured, ‘Meh, why not?’ and slowly made its way towards them. Once it was about fifteen feet away it floats up out of site then hovers over behind Raven. After a second it drops down behind her, and then gently lands on her right shoulder. It makes a softer clicking sound before the glowing red text,
“Hi! Congrats. :D” appears on it, scrolling past.

[Raven]

Raven jumped violently. "HOLY SHIT!" she cried, hiding behind Fox. "Sparrow... Keep your things away from me! Technically, that's counted as spying and I could wage war on you."

[Icara Hytate]

I sighed. "This is impossible, I'll never find the place." I said.
As I walked down the street, I pulled out my satchel and took off my blaser, leaving only a short-sleeve shirt and a vest on me.
"I need some help." I whispered to my self.
Down the road, I saw a park. It look somewhat empty, except for two people on a bench.
There is someone over there, though, I don't know if they know where the party is. I thought to myself.
I smiled and silently giggled, Seems I'm out of options.
I walked toward the direction of the park.

[Sparrow]

The Orb hovers in place with its text off. After a moment the text,
“Sparrow didn’t order me to approach you.” appears then blinks off.
“She’s actually not watching any of this, she watching how the new ones are coming along in Trepidation.” After another moment it adds,
“I think they are doing well. :D ... I’m getting off point. Sorry.”

[Raven]

"Leave," Raven hissed. "Now. Go away. Don't come near Ravonia again."

[Sparrow]

After several seconds and a clicking sound the text,
“May I at least address Fox? A message was left for her.” appears.

[FoxTrott]

"A message?" Fox asked, her curiosity instantly piqued, even though Raven was still hiding behind her, "Address me as you wish~!"

Amarinn sighed, and nodded, acknowledging that trust would take a while to develop. "I've known about the Ravonian gifteds longer than your own, Princess," he began, digging through his messenger bag, "And I learned about your own from a member of General Walker's family, who also happened to be gifted." He winced, remembering the electric shock, and pulled out his notebook. The young man showed it to Gifted. Inside were notes taken in Forlian, organized by country, then by importance. "All my notes are in there. I could translate then if you would like..."

Amarinn's gaze drifted to another young man approaching them. Instantly he hid his notebook back in his messenger bag, next to the supposedly powerless Epocheian orb. He glanced down, and whispered to Gifted, "There's somebody coming towards us. You know the gifteds better than I do. Is he one?"

[Sparrow]

“Thank you Madame Fox.” Quickly appears.
After a moment of gathering information and ordering it, it continues.
“We began to check over Forli. All was going according to plan when something threw a wrench into the mix.” The text blinks off for a moment.
“We detected life. One Orb was sent to check specifically and came across a man. After a short conversation something caused a sudden extreme boost in pressure inside the Orb. Causing it to explode.” The text blinks off.
“Another Orb went to check the condition of the man. He was fine. However nearly the same thing happened again. This Orb shutdown in attempt to stop the pressure build. It worked.” It blinks off.
“However this man took the Orb with him. It is still very much active, and we have been receiving unusual reports back from it. Does the name Amarinn mean anything to you?”

[FoxTrott]

Fox started to attention the moment the text mentioned Forli. She carefuly read each word aloud, mostly so that she was sure that's what it said. From what the Orb was describing, it sounded like a gifted had been a resident of Forli for some time. The thought that anybody managed to survive the blast didn't even cross her mind.

"Amarinn. . ." Fox wracked her brain. Why did it sound so familiar? It was definitely a name of Forlian origin... "Oh! He's a conspiracy theorist, I remember, ages ago somebody calling themselves that hacked into our files, but all he really did was leave some annoying porn pop-up virus... W-wait, you're saying he's the one that exploded those orbs?"

[Sparrow]

“Yes. He was the only one around that we detected. According to information we are still actively receiving he is apparently looking for certain people.” It blinks off.
“However this has become much more complicated since then. Unknown to you I was recording the wedding. I noticed something in the crowd. It was that same man, and he was apparently recording as well.”

[FoxTrott]

Fox was still trying to figure out how somebody with powers managed to be Forlian. The radiation seemed to be the only option. "... okay, this is beginning to get creepy," Fox said with a slight shudder, "Do you know who he's looking for?"

[Sparrow]

It takes a moment for the Orb to find some of the names.
“Zachary Zade, Annabelle Bane, Lizzie Scotts, Vivia Smith. Those are the only names obtained so far. Though we believe there’re more.”

[FoxTrott]

"None of those names really sound familiar..." Fox turned to Raven, who was hopefully sticking around. "Have you heard of them?"

[Gifted]

I turned to see Icara. "No, but they've got a shapeshifter. Noah." I muttered. I hoped this person would go away so we didn't have to.

[FoxTrott]

"Hm," was all Amarinn said. He wanted a way to continue this conversation, but not aloud. He pulled a pen, another notebook, and his laptop out of the messenger bag. While the laptop booted, he scribbled onto the paper, 'I can type, you can write, and we can continue this quietly?'