>>5305929>>5306495>>5306552Before the attendant got too far away you inquired about any recommended food the train serves. The attendant quickly turns to address you, a hand traveling up to her chin and she rubbed it in thought. You got the notion that she already knew what to reply with. "Well the Chicken Caesar salad is always popular, the Romaine lettuce is grown in real clean earth without any trace of chemical pesticides or residual radiation. The Chicken is hand reared and free from any industrial strength steroids. The Parmesan cheese is made by the finest craftsmen of the Roman Empire. Each wheel aged for five years within their marble vaults and you can't forget The chef's secret sauce." The response came off as well practiced, the words flowing elegantly. You thank her before beginning your investigation.
The Carriage was settling down as you walked up and down the aisle, before you could react you were hurried down towards the far end. The flow of passengers and their assistants carrying hand luggage propelling you forward against your will. Feeling too shy to speak up you just went with the flow, eavesdropping in on a few fleeting conversations as you went. Yuri was having an affair with his personal trainer, Boris caught the Lunar Plague from some street meat and Burchi Industries was dumping stock. Further down the car was composed of cabins mostly like your own, but as the tide of people thinned you found yourself passing by even larger rooms as the distance between each door grew and grew. You manage to peek into one, holding open the sliding door as an attendant struggles to haul heavy luggage in.
The spacious abode was practically ten times the size of your own, a large and golden hewn four poster bed sat in the far end. It was about the same space as your cabin by itself. A long billiards table and various aged wooden furniture were purposefully placed around the room. A bar sat in one corner with a large and historic looking art fixture on the wall behind it. Painted in classical oils it shows a scene of two armies clashing. Finding your way back around to the common area you end up passing by a handful of fanciful dressed men and women. The elaborate and distinct style of the upper echelons of society. You are far from accustomed to seeing them, they stood out like characters from fantasy novels. A few even donned animal fur capes. The designs clashing against the more strict and plain military uniforms.
