Aurora, and Cyanthrax
As the two fighters gathered, apparently deciding where to eat, they would find themselves in the hallway outside of the room. They would remember that they walked out of it but, upon second thought, couldn't quite remember actually moving. In either case the white walls of the hallway were none too inviting and they would soon realize the only place to go was the elevator.
As they stepped inside they would find themselves in a small box with a single keypad with buttons for five floors and an "apartment" button. Their watches would respond to their desires and show the map of the Arena. It would indicate that the second floor of the Arena, one floor below them, would be the best place for food.
Down there they'd have two options. The concession stands, which were nearest, and could get Aurora the pretzels she craved, and the bar, which would have more specific options and, as the demon had desired, drinks.
Whatever they chose, the area they found themselves in now was a long hallway, with the same white walls as the above, that branched off into several rooms.
They would see several people moving from room to room, cleaning, eating, and going about their business. The most notable thing would be that the majority of the people had some kind of animal parts. Usually ears, tails, sometimes more however. They seemed to notice the fighters but, upon reflecting for a moment, appeared to realize who they were and let them go about their business.
The dog was moved out of the room after the trio. He seemed to have been undecided as to where he would go and so his watch remained inactive. He'd notice Aria leaving, though she seemed to not notice him, and he'd be left as the only one there. Several moments passed before a spherical robot, two-feet in diameter with a glowing blue light in the center, approached him. "The virtual battlefields are closed for the day. Please move on." It would repeat this several times.
Aria, entering the elevator after the duo, would notice her watch flashing a notification. Evidently spurred on by her desire it gave directions to the bar, where she would have the best bet at finding the food she desired. She would see the same hallway as the trio before her but, as she left the elevator on the second floor, the three had already went to their chosen destination. Aria would have to pass by the rooms along the way to reach the bar, at the far end of the hallway.
Having entered the concession area before anyone else, Tesability would be watched more intently than the others. She was the first of Mauvache's fighters to intermingle with the workers after all. The man behind the counter, dark skinned with tiger-like ears, tail, and whiskers, watched in fascination as she devoured the chicken. "Not many people appreciate good meat in the way I do, good to see one of you fighters has fine taste!" The man said.
The other workers seemed to not be very busy as it was a Monday, no fights scheduled, though it looked as though customers weren't barred from the Arena as there were some people milling about still.
A small group of young men and women were slowly getting closer to Tesability while she ate. Soon enough they'd be around her, pestering her with questions about who she was and what she did and when she'd make her debut.
"Hold it now kiddies Mauvache don't want her fighters to be swarmed like that, back it up a bit." The man at the food truck Tesability was eating at said gruffly. The group looked annoyed at his words but didn't pester Tesability more. Though they still looked at her expectantly, hoping she'd say something to them.