The following morning we were all brought to the trial chamber and showed to the defense table. We were joined by the Voyager and, across the main floor, sat the Doctor.
Unlike the last time we'd encountered him (and Sabrae had...ENCOUNTERED him), he was now a rather bookish-looking, scarecrow type in a tweed jacket and, of all things, a bow tie. The sight of him, in his new, somewhat..."dorky" (to use Terran parlance) caused a bit of a gag to issue forth from Sabrae. He sat at his table, eying us with some barely masked enmity.
Voy explained the basis of civil proceeding within system of New Gallifrey, which was fairly similar to old Gallifrey in that evidence could be presented a-chronologically. This meant that evidence of actions we hadn't even taken yet could be presented by either side of the case.
Lord President Sen began the proceedings and the Doctor was asked to present his case.
Initially, of course, the Doctor wished to show the past actions of the Alliance. This required our individual minds to be probed and read by the Matrix.
For those of you who are unaware, the matrix is the central repository of all knowledge on New Gallifrey and is not entirely unlike the Matrix on Gallifrey. It is capable of probing the mind of a Time Lord and projecting the information on to a number of monitor screens.
The process of having one's mind probed by the matrix can best be described this way:
Imagine being slowly brought to the most intense possible orgasm an sentient life form has or will ever achieve.
Being mind probed by the Matrix is exactly the opposite of that.
During the probe of my own mind, certain things came to light.
New Gallifrey was, in fact, in a different universe than Gallifrey. It existed in a universal plane referred to as SL-Space, where as Gallifrey was in N-Space. Sabrae and myself, originating from Gallifrey, were from N-Space, where as Lestor and sapphire were from SL-Space. Tristan, as it turns out, was from neither, originating in a seperate universe entire known as the Groove-Zone.
Since I had pulled my TARDIS from yet ANOTHER universe, she had the rare ability to hop different universal planes, HOWEVER, since she was completely psychotic, neither she, nor anyone else new when this was happening.
A probe of Sabrae's mind revealed only two multiversal truths: Coffee was a necessity of life in the multiverse and duct tape could fix anything.
The most damning (or exculpatory, depending on one's view) evidence came during a probe of the relative future of Tristan.
At some point in the future of his personal time line, his TARDIS would collide with a blob of mayonnaise which had become lost within the time vortex, forcing an emergency landing on an unknown world in Mutter's Spiral. He sent an emergency hyper cube to Bruce for any of us who may be able to assist him. Sabrae responded.
Where as most Time Lords and Ladies who pilot TTCs general keep a repair tool kit within their Capsules, Sabrae, having learned the previously mentioned multiversal truth, did not. Instead, her Time Travel Capsule had 2342 rooms dedicated EXCLUSIVELY to the storage of rolls of duct tape.
During the repairs to Tristan's TARDIS, the pair were approached by a local tribe of primitive, proto-humanoids. This tribe was clearly hostile, however, they were also extremely curious of the technology being used, since they were still at a level of only being able to use tools on the level of a rock, a stick, or a thigh-master.
As repairs were nearly complete, Sabrae took to distracting the clear chief of this tribe by playing some kind of game (I assume it was a mundane type of game, though it may have simply been a gamble to attempt to immobilize him) where she wrapped him head-to-toe in duct tape, giving him a somewhat silver-grey look.
After the repairs were complete, the pair left in their respective TARDISes, Sabrae having left a few rolls of duct tape as a kind fo good will gesture.
It turns out, however, this world was a pre-bronze age Mondas. Sabrae's influence caused the natives to find that being metallic was preferable to being flesh, hence, giving birth to the Cybermen.
This seemed to be the final piece of evidence the Doctor was to present. The following day would be our turn.
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