Edward and his comrades sat in a large dining room. Ed was at one head of the table; on the opposite end was Ozpin. To his right, sat Riza followed by Mustang, Alex and Oliver Armstrong. To his left, sat Hohenheim, Al, Scar, and the woman, Glynda Goodwitch. Ed had done the majority of the talking as he explained the plight of Amestris. Ed sipped on the tea that was provided to him.
Ozpin kept staring at Ed as though he were some sort of alien, but that didn't affect Ed in the slightest as he was used to it. Ed didn't particularly like the tea, so he set it down and picked up one of the sweet rolls instead.
"Are you willing to learn about what you need to know to become a huntsman or huntress?" Ozpin asked.
"It has been a long while since I have had any sort of schooling," Hohenheim said, and many of the others nodded in ascent.
"I don't think any of us have ever had what you would call proper school work," Riza said. "We all were with the military or apprenticed."
Ozpin chuckled, "Well so have most of your classmates."
The rest of the group, save Glynda, looked stunned. Ed was not in the slightest; he figured that by the way the two that lead him in had been fighting. Ed looked at the roll in his metal hand. He hesitated, and then bit a nice big chunk off of it. He was not really in the mood for conversation.
"You will have to pass our initiation process before you can enter classes," Glynda said. "I would suggest checking out the library about the Grimms you could face."
"Yes, initiation for you will be in two days. The library is right here," Ozpin said, pointing to the map on the wall.
"See you later, sir," Mustang said, rising and saluting. The rest of Ed's group filed out behind him, leaving Ozpin and Goodwitch alone.
"Do you think they will adjust?" Goodwitch asked.
"If appearances count for anything, they will," Ozpin said.
Ed felt as though he were in familiar territory. He was in a giant library with multiple different sets of books around. Ed had already tried searching out alchemy books, but they didn't appear to be here. Alphonse already had a giant stack of books about all sorts of topics, Grimm to Faunus Wars and really everything in between. Al looked at Ed, but didn't say anything; he knew everything felt too familiar to Ed as it felt the same way to him.
Across the table from him, reading rapidly was Mustang; he refused to talk as he studied the charts about the various properties of the Grimm. Al was worried about Winry and those they had left, but he had more important things to deal with right now. Al liked the look and feel of the books as he read up on his latest adversaries.
Hawkeye had decided to check with the armory about getting ammo for her weapon and Oliver went with her. The Hawk's Eye didn't like that Oliver, whom she still thought of as Major General Oliver Armstrong, wanted to be more common than normally required of her station. They arrived without incident, though Riza was far from comfortable with the current situation.
"I require ammunition, sir," she said, saluting to the confused worker.
"Forgive her, the Hawk's Eye has spent too much time within the definition of a military," Oliver said.
"Of course, what caliper bullet do you require?" the worker asked.
"Three fifty-seven," Hawkeye said.
"Of course," he said, handing her the requested ammo.
Hawkeye took the ammo and started to get her magazines filled after the battle. Oliver watched wordlessly, but ever vigilant. She was nothing if the Stone Wall of Briggs. Riza finished her work, and then moved out and on to the library.
Edward, Alphonse, Hohenheim, and Mustang were huddled around a table when Riza and Oliver walked in, followed by Ozpin.
"Is everyone here?" he asked.
"Yeah, Scar and Alex has gone to parts unknown in the library," Al said.
"I will find them soon enough," Ozpin said. "You will need these."
He handed each of them a scroll computer. Everyone was unassuming, but technology would definitely be something they would have to adjust to being different. Ed looked at his arm; it was one of the most advanced things that had gone with them.
"Alphonse, would you come with me?" Ozpin asked.
"Of course, sir," Al replied.
They stepped out into the hallway. Al was uncomfortable alone with someone as powerful as Ozpin.
"Al, you are really much too young to be attending this academy. Ed is pushing being too young; however, you may yet earn your place tomorrow. I want you to know that you will have a great responsibility to your friends and this academy should you survive tomorrow," Ozpin said.
"I understand, sir," Alphonse said. "I will do my best."
"Is there something on your mind, Al?" Ozpin asked.
"Yes, brother and I are alchemists and we need to be able to get home at some point, but I have not found the alchemy books," Al replied.