-The Paladins-
Yoromatsu;
"--and that concludes the Initiate Induction." A stern-faced middle age man shuffled through some papers, adjusting the straps on his glittering silver armor and placing a hand on the pommel of the blade at his hip. "Next, we begin the induction of the new Templars. Step up to the podium as I call your name." He cleared his throat. "Aikako Daijin, Iori Junpei, Nara Kensei..." There were ten new Templars in total. Then, Yoromatsu's name was called. "And... Yoromatsu." Yoromatsu stepped forward alongside his comrades. Each stepped forward, reciting the long-standing Templar's Oath. Then, it was Yoromatsu's turn. He stepped forward, got on one knee, and recited the Oath just as he practiced. 

"I swear, on my honor and the honor of my brothers to uphold the values of justice, law, and compassion. I will go where I am needed. I will protect mankind until my dying breath. This I swear in the sight of men and gods." The man conducting the ceremony drew his sword and placed the broad side of the blade on Yoromatsu's right shoulder. 

"I, Mikato, Master of Ceremonies, hereby induct you into the Templar Order." He moved the blade over Yoromatsu's head to his other shoulder. "Rise, Ser Yoromatsu." Yoromatsu did as he was told, then stepped back in line. 

-The Society-
Momo;
The applause of those gathered seemed more forced and polite than genuine. Why would they be glad? The arrival of Momo into the ranks of the Society just meant they had another opponent in the great Game of Power. As the applause faded, an elderly man shuffled onto the stage, a box in his hand. "Welcome to The Society, my dear. I have here your signet ring. Take it and use it in good health." He opened the box to reveal a large gold ring with the sigil of the Society on it; a dove. "Help yourself to as much food and drink as you want." He moved closer and spoke in a low tone so only she could hear. "And remember my dear; poise and dignity." 

-No Faction-
Aera and Youhei;
Interrupting Aera and Youhei's conversation, a rather shady looking individual in a tan burlap cloak appeared to materialize out of nowhere. "You two." He said in a harsh, authoritative tone. "Are you Persona-users?" Aera would be completely oblivious to the handgun the man had his hand on; however, Youhei managed to catch a glimpse of the gleaming metal strapped to his hip. Youhei could see the man's grip on the firearm tighten. "I won't ask again. Are you two Persona-users?"