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[h1][center][color red]Arrish Duval[/color][/center][/h1]
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Anyone who entered the cafeteria would be met by its transformation, the humble room had been cleared of many tables and white drapery has been set across the remainder. White dishes were circled by delicate-looking silverware and someone had both managed to find candles and prevent the automated fire alarm from going off on them being set. A gentle tune reverberated around the room giving everything an almost magical elegance that belonged anywhere except the war front. Perhaps it was a reminder of things some of the squad would be leaving behind, and for others maybe it was a promise of something to look forward to in the far future. 

The marquess son would be nowhere in sight as everyone found their seats, and only when it seemed as though everyone had been seated or was otherwise composed would the show begin. Who knows where Arrish had found the time and money, but well-dressed men and women would come out of the kitchen, flourishing an entire trays of food behind closed containers. Each one contained a pile of mouthwatering slice of steak, aligned perfectly to delight the eyes and make any non-vegan grumble with desire. 

Every steak would have been cooked to a perfect medium-rare with only a special degree of preparation given to those that Arrish had personally known before his arrival here on Solaire. That was to say, Buggati would have his steak exactly the way that he liked it. It seemed that the white knight didn't have just steak on the mind as more food was brought out from the kitchen, there was much to tantalize over between the different plates. It was a genuine buffet of rich and delicious food, plenty for everyone to have as little or as much of their own fill. There were delightful buttery potatoes that danced with flavor, mouth-watering orange chicken that would give the flavors of steak a competition, a smattering of shellfish to pick and choose from. Even the vegetables were likely to fill stomachs with their rich and decadent flavor, with full portions of fried mushrooms coated in an addicting and savory sauce, carrots cut down into rounds and served alongside creamy sweet potatoes with a fluffy white cream reminiscent of marshmallow. A stir-fry of beef mixed with sweet and snappy red peppers. These and more were on display and offered for any and everyone that would have arrived, including any extras that might have found their way in. 

Arrish would finally join everyone dressed in dinner attire. Wearing a frilly shirt shirt and blazer with cuffs, for the unprepared he was perhaps, the most dressed man in the room. All save for the sunglasses that rested atop head, which now revealed the bright red eyes that marked him as a son of the Duval line. With a flourish, making sure to grab said sunglasses as he did so, he would bow before everyone in the room and announce. . .

[color red][center]"Please, enjoy a taste of Chateau Duval."[/center][/color]