"Ah, good. I'm glad to see you've found something suitable." Ozpin looks you up and down.

You look down and step around in a well-worn uniform to what you now know belongs to Beacon Academy. After waking up naked in a crater and being brought back for questioning, Ozpin let you swap out Glynda's cape for anything in the lost and found; though the shirt is a bit… well, it's several sizes too big, you now have clothes as opposed to not clothes, which is nice.

"Yep! Though I didn't realize that you teach giants."

Ozpin chuckles. "Glad to see you're adjusting well. Now, why don't you come in?"

"Also, what should I do with this?" you ask, holding up Glynda's cape. You imagine she won't want it back, seeing as you used it to cover your junk. Even now, you're freeballing it under your pants; even if there was a pair of underwear in the lost and found, there was no way you'd have put it on.

Ozpin chuckles. "To be honest, I think that's best left with you. You're free to do with it as you please."

You shrug and step into Ozpin's office, wondering exactly why the office of a school headmaster was a grandiose display of intertwining gears and technology you aren't sure should exist. Sitting down before an equally impressive gear-chair, you await your line of questioning.

"So, you truly don't remember anything about who you are or where you're from?"

Once again, you scan your memories for anything relating to… well, anything. "Nope. I don't remember."

Ozpin looks at your hair, which you recently discovered was blonde when you looked at it in a mirror. You also discovered that you had (specifically) cat ears, though god knows what breed. "And you're surprised at the fact that you're a Faunus?"

You blink. "A what?" You've heard of a faun before…

"Well then…" Ozpin tilts his head. "Your ears. Here, we call people with animal traits Faunus. Do you know them by another term? That might help narrow down where you're from if you have a colloquial name."

You understand that, wherever you are, people with animal ears are just a thing, not a fake concept in video games. "If I'm being honest, from what I remember, people didn't have ears. I… No, I know where I came from, nobody had them. The fact that I do is the strangest thing about being here."

Speaking of your ears, you accidentally overhear Oz mutter, "Before Faunus...?" but you don't know what that means, anyway. "Well, that complicates things even further. It seems you're truly an alien in this world; what else seems off to you?"

You look around. "This place is way too fancy for a school, I'm stronger than I should be, I think whatever injuries I should have are completely gone… Oh, and that lady pointed a stick at me and I felt threatened when I shouldn't have."

Oz sits back in his chair. "One thing is clear, at least. You know nothing."

"That's helpful."

"Luckily, you… crashed in the right place. As you can… well, apparently, this isn't what schools look like to you… Well, this is a school, and I am a headmaster. For someone who doesn't know anything about this world, I suppose landing in a school is the best place. I'll be happy to accept you as a student at Beacon Academy when the new semester starts next week. Assuming you accept, of course."

Oz made a lot of good points. Seeing as everything in this world was foreign, going to school honestly seems like the best thing you could do; you'll learn what's going on around you, plus meet people. You don't know how long your stay here will be, but settling down is good for the moment.

"Alright. I accept."

"Glad to hear! Now, I'm aware of your situation, so I won't ask for any sort of tuition from you. In fact, seeing as you have nothing to your name, I think we should work out what comes next."

"Sounds good."

"Alright, then. For starters, we'll assign you a room. Typically, students are divided into groups of four, but we can give you one immediately and then have your team move in with you. You can attend class and go on missions, but–"

"–Wait, missions?" you interrupt. "What kind of missions?"

Oz looks at you. Very patiently, he describes, "Beacon Academy is a school for Hunters and Huntresses designed to produce people capable of fighting Grimm."

"Fighting what now?"

Luckily, Oz seems the type that has no issues repeating himself, nor explaining things in detail. "Grimm are, in short, the manifestations of darkness and negative thought."

"So, monsters?"

"Monsters. I take it from your surprise that you don't remember having Grimm in your… world, assuming that you're displaced."

"Nope."

"In that case," Oz says, pulling out what looks like a phone. He pulls up an image of a beast that was pure black, save a bonelike mask and fierce red eyes. You jump back, not at all prepared for living in a world where THAT exists. "It bears repeating, but this school trains you to fight those creatures. I wrongly recommend attending for the sake of learning, but I would understand if you don't wish to partake in combat."

You think. True, you were stronger than you think you should be, but… monsters exist? "I… don't know. I… I think it's best that I don't. At least right now." You… don't remember being able to fight, but maybe…

"I understand. We can work out the details later. For now, let's get your living situation squared away. As I said, you will be assigned a room free of charge; we have many to spare, and your situation calls for it. Since you won't immediately be in combat, you won't be assigned to a team. Should you reconsider, you can act as a supplementary member until you find a role."

"That works for me."

"Of note is that you have no possessions. Again, you're free to anything you find in the lost and found, but I think we should work out a deal. I'll give you some money to get some essentials like clothes and such, as well as some food until our cafeteria is functional. In return, I ask that you be my assistant until you're squared away; I won't ask much of you, but maybe two or three times a week, I'll ask you to help with paperwork, filing, small odd jobs that won't take very long. I won't hold a debt against you, but I think that this is a fair trade."

Yep, that's fair. You definitely need clothes and a toothbrush and all that junk. If a man you just met was going to lend you some money with no expectations, you owe it to him. "You can call on me any time, sir!" You nod your head, thankful that, for all your misfortune, Ozpin was the person to find you; you didn't know what you were doing to start, but now you can have some semblance of a life here. "I'm happy to help in any way I can."

"Great. I'll acquire a new scroll for you–" Ozpin sees you tilt your head. He holds up his phone-like device. You nod. "I'll get you one of these so we can communicate. That can come tomorrow, though; I imagine you need some free time to set things up. I can also provide you with a laptop; there should be spare ones we use for faculty, and seeing as you're now my assistant, it seems proper."

"That would be great, sir."

"Good." Oz reaches into his pocket and pulls out a wallet. He procures some blue and yellow cards, plus a black one you can tell is a sort of credit card. Handing them to you, he says, "This will be your salary for the week. Use the blue and yellow ones first, then the black if those run out. This should be enough to get you a few sets of clothes, toiletries, and some food. I'll have some uniforms ordered for you, so don't worry about those. I'll show you to your room once we're finished, and there will be a kitchen area where you can use the refrigerator."

You stare blankly at the money before you. You don't recognize the denomination, but the yellow ones are labeled as 100s and the blues are 20s, so it shouldn't be difficult to price things. Just to be safe, you ask, "How much does a… how much is an average fast food meal?" If your memory was in the right area, it should be about 10… whatevers for a burger, fries, and a soda and that sort of thing.

"I'm not much for fast food, but no more than 10 lien." Oz applauds your deductive reasoning. "One blue card should cover about two meals."

"Okay. I should be able to figure the rest out on my own."

"Good. I'm that case, that covers the extremes. Once you get a scroll, feel free to message me with any questions. For now, though, unless you have any more questions, I'll show you to your room. From there, I can show you to the common room, the kitchen, and a computer room so you can try to catch up on things."

You have a million questions, but asking them wouldn't help much. Everything would still be a blur, plus you can look up things all you want once you have a room. "For now, that sounds good."

"Alright. Follow me," Oz says, getting out of his chair.

You get up and follow Oz to the (still audacious) elevator and back onto the main campus. He leads you past classrooms and halls until you reach a hallway with several rooms lining each side. Procuring a key, Oz opens the door to the first one and hands it to you.

"This will be where you live from this point forward. Unless you somehow remember where you belong, this will always be your home. Feel free to decorate as much as you like."

You nod and accept your new house key. Oz shows you inside and you're immediately the most thankful person on the planet (of which you don't know the name of, you now realize). Before you is a room clearly meant to house four people, as there are four beds, four desks, and four pretty much everything else. Unless you're assigned to a team, they're all yours! The entire room is yours! And there's a bathroom attached!

"Thank you so much, sir! This is more than I could ask for!"

"You're welcome, young man. I can't imagine what a less fortunate you would have had to suffer through; I'm very thankful we found you."

Immediately, you see that you can do a million things with your room. Seeing as you have three extra everything, you can rearrange your room in so many ways! That can come later, though; you have plenty of time to redecorate once you get things in order.

"I'm thankful, as well. I can get settled in later, but would you mind showing me everything else?"

"Of course. Follow me." Oz leads you down the hall until you come into a large room with giant windows looking out toward the setting sun, a few couches, and a tv. "This is the common room. It's mostly just for lounging, though we occasionally have small events and such." He points to a door on the other side of the room, set it a wall made of windows that let you see a table. "That is the kitchen area. There's a standard kitchen setup with everything required for cooking and cleaning, along with a refrigerator. It's shared by everyone in this hall, but you're the only one here at the moment, so it's empty."

You nod. The thought strikes you of what to fill the fridge with; you don't know what kind of food this place has to offer, but you look forward to discovering it. Oz continues on, so you follow your headmaster to a small room off to the side and forget about food for the moment.

"This is the laundry room. I'd recommend washing your new cape while you're here," Oz laughs, causing you to remember you have your crotch cape in hand. Sheepishly you throw it in a washing machine and set it to go. "Usually, students have to fight over those. Consider yourself lucky."

"Duly noted!"

"Now, over here," Oz says, showing you further down the hall. "Is the computer room." He opens the door, revealing a small room with a few computers that look considerably more advanced than what you expected. "We don't usually provide students with computers, so this is for those who didn't bring anything. I'll have Glynda bring you your faculty laptop later, but you should spend some time in here today to do some light research."

"I'll be sure to do that, sir." You look forward to being able to sit back and relax in front of a computer, even if you'd essentially be doing homework.

"Now, I suppose we did this out of order…" Oz says, looking through a window. "It's getting dark. While I imagine you can take care of yourself, a man in your situation probably shouldn't go exploring at night, especially if you don't have any knowledge of where you are."

"I agree with that, yeah. Don't want to wake up in ANOTHER unfamiliar location."

"That would be unfortunate, yes. That does mean you'll have to go a night without brushing or any sleepwear, but that seems to be a minor issue all things considered."

"Yeah, I'm not that bothered by it. I can sleep in these clothes for a night."

"In that case that should be everything for now. Tonight, get settled and do a bit of research. Tomorrow, I'll tell you how to get to the main city, and I'll have your scroll so we can communicate. We can also discuss your assistant job, and we can finish the tour."

"Sounds good to me!"

"Oh, one last thing." Oz looks at your stomach. "It occurs to me that you haven't eaten since before you woke up. I imagine you're hungry."

You suddenly feel your stomach rumble. You realize that you'd been too busy figuring things out to eat. You woke up in the crater at about 3:00, and now it was getting close to 7:00 after all the running around, questions, and tours. You don't even remember the last time you ate anything, so you haven't eaten in four hours, plus however long your coma lasted.

"Yes, I am."

"As I said, there's no food in the cafeteria just yet. Will a pizza do?"

"Yes, sir!" Pizza exists here! Hooray!

"Excellent. I'll order you one and have it delivered to your room. This will be on me, as a welcoming gift."

"Thank you, sir! Really, I can't say that enough."

"No worries, young man. Expect a knock at your door soon." Oz gives you a nod. "Good night, then. I look forward to speaking with you tomorrow."

You thank Ozpin once again and say good night. Soon after, you sit in your new room, eating delicious takeout pizza and adjusting to your residence. Once you finish, you put the rest of your pizza in the fridge and take a crack at the computers; it takes a minute to figure out the high-tech console, but you quickly find yourself exploring a web browser. Seeing no real place to start, you find a news site and start your education. You quickly learn that you have a LOT to learn. Ah, well. If you have to stay over, this is a nice place to do so.