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[valedictory]

In full disclosure, I'm really not sure exactly what a deep fried Oreo is, but I'm getting the feeling that I should have stopped eating them a little bit sooner than I actually did.

[ A lot sooner, Harry. ]

Despite some questionable choices I may have made, the fair is still interesting... I've been wondering about how this works, whether the people and the entire fair just slipped into the City somehow. Does that sort of thing happen a lot here? I'm still pretty new to the place, so I'm probably asking questions that have come up before - so, sorry about that. I just can't help but be curious about it.

[ Which is why he'll be discretely trying to get some tricorder readings on the City's county fair. He's very careful about it, keeping the tricorder securely in a small backpack whenever he's not well-hidden, and otherwise casually observing and enjoying the events. No sign of Starfleet, just as there was no mention thereof - he wears simply casual civilian clothing appropriate for the City's approximate time period.

If action is desired, feel free to run into him when he's perusing the fair's activities, or laugh at him for eating too much junk - or not knowing what an Oreo is. Just wait until he starts getting sentimental over the pie. ]

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[directives]

[ janeway could've done this over the secure starfleet channel, but of course what she needs to request of him involves that very thing. that's why she ventures out into the depths of the fair to speak with him in person, her own tricorder hidden in the pocket of her cardigan. she rarely leaves home (or at least, what has become their permanent residence in this place) without it. ]

Harry. [ she steps seemingly out of nowhere, placing a hand on the ensign's arm. ] Enjoying the festivities?

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[valedictory]

[ He can't help but still straighten a bit at the Captain's presence - though he's at least stopped having to catch himself short of using her title. He gives a small nod. ]

For the most part - I may have misjudged a few food items.

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[directives]

Be thankful. [ she smiles affectionately, patting his shoulder before taking hold of his elbow to steer him in a direction less full of people. ] It could be worse. That deep fried Oreo you mentioned on the network could've been deep fried leola root.

[ tbh the food, both the abundance and availability of it, as well as how terran it is, is the best thing about being stuck in this place. she does not miss living off of neelix's cooking and replicator rations. ]

I wanted to speak to you about the network, actually. [ she looks left, then right, and only after she verifies that nobody's within earshot or paying them any measure of attention does she add: ] Our private channel in particular.

I'm a dork. Editing to Action!

[lefthandedgenius]

[Lydia opts to spend at least one night at the fair on her own, just kind of bumping into people in passing.]

Deep fried oreos go straight to your hips. But a few bites never hurt anyone.

Unless of course they also offer deep fried twinkies.

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[valedictory]

[ He gives a little smile when he glances over, with a quiet laugh. ]

I guess I'll be putting in some extra exercise time. I've got a figure to protect.

[ With just a beat of a pause, to separate the question - ]

Should I ask what a deep fried twinkie is, or is that a dangerous question?

[lefthandedgenius]

Sort of the yang to a deep fried Oreo's yin. Golden cake filled with a vanilla cream and then of course deep fried.

[Lydia's having a hard time not lining up for funnel cake and elephant ears. Straight to the hips, Lydia! Straight to the hips!]

The danger is relative I suppose, depending on your metabolism. Kind of how the ringtoss and dart throw are dangerous to your pocket.

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[excelsiors]

I think you're probably fine until you hit the deep-fried jelly donuts.

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[valedictory]

Deep-fried jelly donuts?

[ he might want to find those now ]

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[excelsiors]

Exactly as interesting as they sound.

Sometimes they use them as the bread in a fried chicken sandwich.

[phonetical]

More than one deep fried anything is a bad idea.

[valedictory]

I'm sure that I knew that, but it's been a pretty long time since I tasted anything that... [ ridiculous and horrible for you in every way ] good.

[ Same thing, really. ]

[phonetical]

I will admit that a replicator can never do justice to a fresh funnel cake. I bet it's the same for Oreos.

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[hischair]

Have you tried the deep-fried jelly donuts?

[ Somewhere, Sulu is weeping for his captain. ]

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[valedictory]

Not yet. I've only just heard about them.

[ Not in such a bad way. ]

Who knew a fair could be so dangerous?

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[hischair]

My waistline is weeping but I'm wearing earplugs, to be honest.

voice; OREOS!

[ladycroft]

Dare I ask how many deep-fried Oreos you've had?

voice; the best ;;

[valedictory]

It's not really that many, they just... sort of feel like more than they are. I think there may be a spatial anomaly inside of them.

voice; oh, yes...

[ladycroft]

Well, that would certainly make them difficult to digest.

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[medicos]

I ain't even gonna talk about how many deep-fried anything you've consumed over the last couple of days.

[ grump grump grump. all the grease and sweets and urgh. ]

Enjoyin' yourself?

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[valedictory]

I'd say that I am.

[ Hey, apparently the deep-fried jelly donuts are a big hit? ]

And if it makes you feel any better, most of my enjoyment is thanks to things other than deep-fried things.

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[medicos]

[ actually, nothing would make him feel better than being able to stick a hypospray into someone's neck, but he's a professional so he's not going to say that. ]

The fair games?

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[sleepingstar]

[Pai has wandered off from Hei and is watching Harry with frank interest.

Well, not him so much as those deep-fried oreos. They smell really good.]

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[valedictory]

[ They are really good. They also look a lot smaller than they feel in your gut - which is why he's not proceeding too quickly through the paper plate of them.

Of course, when you're being eyed with frank interest, that's a hard feeling to shake, no matter how preoccupied you are by the mass of chocolate in your belly. So he glances up and offers a small smile. He's still not sure what to make of her, but there's no real reason for him to do otherwise. ]

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[candothat]

People and things slip in every day, almost. Usually it is only one or two people, or maybe monsters. Big things, like this?

[He's at the fair and makes an all-encompassing gesture in lieu of remembering what this kind of deep-fried, game-filled madness is called.]

These slip in maybe once a month, sometimes more or less. No one sees them appear and no one sees them disappear. I have never known anyone to stay inside a place like this at midnight, which is when they usually go, so maybe they can take people with them. It would be an interesting experiment.

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[valedictory]

[ Harry gives a small nod. ]

That's what I mean, really - other than the occasional individual coming or going, since something this large-scale and specific must be orchestrated some other way... it's hard to say if our "friends in charge" have control over this or if it's some kind of mechanic of the City that's just acting out in time, as it's meant to by design...

[ And he lingers on that last point. ]

That would be interesting to find out. Of course, if you get pulled out with the rest of this, who knows where you'd go?i