Ozpin stood at the edge of the cliff overlooking the forest outside Beacon, a mug of coffee in his hand and a slight wind blowing at his coat. Beneath him stretched miles of woods, into which the last of the new students had just been unceremoniously catapulted. In fact, he could still vaguely see a few of them fading away into the distance, the glimmer of metal from drawn weapons and bright colors from their Aura's giving them away. 

When the last of the students disappeared into the forest canopy he retrieved a small tablet from his pocket, pressing a button on it and unfolding it into a larger viewscreen through which he could watch the students progress, occasionally swiping the screen to switch between students and taking a sip of his coffee. This was shaping up to be a most interesting year.