Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20131221232318/@comment-7489529-20131222043937

Bergen drank the liquid in the can and his eyes lit up. It was a fruit, like the oranges that grew back in the orchards in Nachtheim. But it tasted both sour and sweet at the same time. As he drank, the voice of Ozpin echoed through the room.

"All students, please procede to the gymnasium with your sleeping gear. Tommorow, you will begin the First trial. That is all."

Bergen looked around, shocked. So this is an "intercom" bergen thought. To him, this whole use of "electricity" seemed like wizardry, especially to amplify voices. Reguardless, he thanked his new friends, and they walked out of the cafeteria together.