Re: Hathtotep Habisphere, 57,818 CE
The Traveller shakes her head and blinks.
She's still processing all of this. She pushes back into herself, trying to remember that interaction. Oh, that was certainly her on that screen.
She spared them. But she also dismissed them. How very Marshall like - she was certainly very Gallifreyan.
"Stanley, Smoke - did you see through the eyes of one of the Calixi? I just did."
That was how she broke her word to herself. Everything was simply a minion to take orders.
"Excuse me," she says, quietly, to the familiar buzzing nearby.
"I'd like to record two things. First, a request to the Praetor."
She gathers herself, and continues: "I'd like to ask that the Calixi be remembered. Not just simply from a lesson of guilt, but for another lesson that they pass to us - we must work together, resolve our differences, and listen to each other to keep time and space safe. One of my many great errors was that I looked down upon the other peoples who also had a stake in the time war. The great error of my people, my great error, which cost us the war, was that we thought ourselves the only ones capable of waging it. If we had listened - if we had not dismissed the other peoples of time and space, up and down history - we may not have lost as badly as we did."
She pulls herself up from her kneeling position. As the warm breezes of the Habisphere blow, she continues: "We acted like time and space was our property. We thought we were protecting you - we were terribly, terribly wrong. My people paid that price. I'm the only one here to feel shame at that horrible, paternalistic error. And time and space were never the property of the people of Gallifrey - time, space and history belong to all of you."
She dusts off that old fedora, and puts it on. "This brings me to my second point, which is a request. A terrible threat looms at the end of time. We can't defeat it alone. I'm gathering folk up and down history and suggesting an accord where everyone who can time travel works together in keeping history safe. There are no more Time Lords - I am the last one left. So, time and space must be kept safe and free by you."
The sonic comes out, and details under cypher of the Parliament of Time are transmitted to the Familiar, to eventually find their way to the Praetor. "The Great and Bountiful Human Empire *must* be involved in this. I am prepared to speak to various parties to explain in more detail at their convenience. I was the Marshall then. I am the Traveller now, and my name impels me that I must work with all of you. The promise of my name - I will work with the people of time and space to keep history and the cosmos safe, and I will walk as lightly and as quietly as I can while enjoying the beauty and wonders of this cosmos. Like someone I loved very much said to me when I was a bad person, just look at it. I have always had my victories when seeing through other's good hearts, as part of a family."
"I will always remember the Calixi. I will always remember the Resolute, and her brave crew, who faced me down."