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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]

If it was deep fried leola root, I definitely would have stopped earlier.

[ Which is to say, he is extremely thankful for the food here. It's a strange thing, finding bright sides to every insane situation, but it's also a survival mechanism that's built up quickly, even if he is still a bit more prone to the emotional affects of them than those who have faced a bit more (ie: basically any) adversity in their lives before Voyager.

The point has him arch his brows, and he glances around as well. ]

The network? Oh-- well, I'm definitely not going to be saying anything sensitive on an open channel.

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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?

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[directives]

Oh, I know you wouldn't. [ if anything confidential that was meant to be kept between her crew and her crew only got around, it would chakotay's door she'd be knocking on. her first officer was more likely to say something (albeit with good reason) than harry was. ] I was speaking more in terms of strengthening that channel.

Tell me, Harry -- just how much Borg knowledge have you picked up on from working with Seven of Nine? [ she's banking on him having picked up on at least a few borg encryption sequences, which she knows were used in fortifying the astrometrics lab's long range sensors. ]

[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.

[phonetical]

More than one deep fried anything is a bad idea.

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[hischair]

Have you tried the deep-fried jelly donuts?

[ Somewhere, Sulu is weeping for his captain. ]

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[ladycroft]

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

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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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[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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[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]

[ That certainly gets his attention - and in context, the Captain's intentions are pretty apparent. An interesting idea, if he can pull of it. He pauses for a moment and considers - though his immediate question in response does indicate how rapidly his interest has latched on. ] Like encryption sequences?

[ And there's a little smile with a nod. ]

Well, I think it's safe to say I've picked up a few things. Obviously I'm not efficient enough for anything too advanced, but... yeah. I think I can figure out how to integrate it. It'll definitely take some work.

[ Which, from his tone, is clearly not something he objects to - shockingly, of course. ]

[valedictory]

[ His smile widens a bit. ]

Well, there's really only so much your metabolism can save you from. But it is a party, and if there's ever a time to eat first and think later, this would be it.

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[valedictory]

Deep-fried jelly donuts?

[ he might want to find those now ]

[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. ]

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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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[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.

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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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[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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[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

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[candothat]

Oh, if anyone has control over the City, it is no one we have met. The Anonymous Movement--I've been speaking with them more and they are more confused than the deities were, and not even the deities were in full control. I think that there is a super-evolved intelligence at work, but maybe not directly. Maybe they created this world with an internal method of regulation and are waiting to see what will happen, or maybe they actively intervene.

I like to speculate on this. Please don't tell Spock? He frowns on empty speculation.

[He sighs wistfully.]

The risk of disappearing into an interuniversal oblivion or being torn apart by tidal forces or otherwise obliterated? That is the only reason I've not tried it. I left a device in the Square, once, when there was a party, but I lost all contact with it after midnight.