[i]I'll...keep this brief. You have traveled here today in search of knowledge--to hone your craft and acquire new skills--and when you have finished, you plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people. But I look amongst you, and all I see is wasted energy, in need of purpose--direction. You assume knowledge will free you of this, but your time at this school will prove that knowledge can only carry you so far. It is up to you to take the first step[/i]

Booker stood still and waited patiently for the speech to end before looking around once more. Many people didn't seem to happy about the 'words of encouragement' given by the academy's head, but Ozpin didn't seam to care. He still stood there in front of one of two microphones, and Booker moved his eyes back to the head, wondering what would happen next. The second microphone was vacant, and no one other than Ozpin stood at the stage. It didn't stay that way for long, however, when a blond haired woman walked to the other microphone, doing her best to calm down the crowd. She announced that everyone would be sleeping at the ballroom for the time being until the initiation starts and the teams would be formed.