p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-GB"Over the weeks and months that followed there were flurries of feverish activity. At the Doctor's instruction terraforming devices were constructed and deployed, native animals and insects of all kinds were created from the DNA database and slowly released into the wilds as bit by bit the planet slowly regained its former glory. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"With the help of new techniques gleaned from the Doctor's TARDIS the temporal engineers gradually manoeuvred the planet back to its rightful place and time in its galaxy, however even then the Doctor cautioned that they should maintain their defences for the foreseeable future, there were still many races who would quite possibly never forgive them for what they'd done./p
p class="MsoNormal"Nevertheless he then organised a large number of diplomatic missions in which the other party was invited to Gallifrey itself or some neutral territory of their choosing over which he personally presided as a show of faith until he could see that Gallifrey's new crop of diplomats were learning how to comport themselves with humility and sensitivity as well as an ability to get their arguments across and the other races eventually accepted them in good faith./p
p class="MsoNormal"As the years and decades rolled by, while there were minor skirmishes against a few races who didn't believe that they had changed, mostly their rehabilitation into the universe went smoothly and most of that success could be laid at the Doctor's door./p
p class="MsoNormal"Among other things he taught classes on "interference" allowing those with a hunger to travel, including Rowan, to leave Gallifrey and interact safely with less long lived races, while also establishing a court that off world crimes may be appropriately dealt with./p
p class="MsoNormal"The Academy flourished under the new relaxed rules with teachers rediscovering a love of teaching they hadn't known for centuries and finding themselves learning from their new students as they did so until Gallifrey became a byword for scholarly excellence and there was a waiting list for courses including applications from races from all across the universe./p
p class="MsoNormal"By the time forty years had been and gone the Doctor was merely tweaking things in the background listening to minor grumbles and adjusting things accordingly. Sometimes he smiled to himself in acknowledgement of this, 'when the greatest leaders' work is done the people say "we did it ourselves."'/p
p class="MsoNormal"Nonetheless he made sure that he was never short of curious students to whom he was careful to teach what really went on behind the scenes that his new Gallifrey might survive his death, something which he could now feel approaching with every passing year as his body finally started to succumb to injuries inflicted decades ago./p
p class="MsoNormal"His step was becoming less steady all the time and sometimes he had to rely on a staff to keep from falling, but he didn't resent his growing infirmity, he had more than achieved what he had set out to do and could now allow himself rely on others in a well earned retirement. On the whole of Gallifrey there was not a soul who would begrudge him that./p
p class="MsoNormal"As soon as he had attained the leadership he had secretly appointed a special taskforce of technicians and medical staff on a personal and private project. They were looking for a cure for Mire technology induced immortality and finally, after nearly fifty years, they presented him with an answer. He congratulated and sincerely thanked them for their work and then simply pocketed the device that would nullify his previous grievous error. He only hoped he would have to give instruction on who it was to be delivered to./p
p class="MsoNormal"It was in the fiftieth year of his Presidency that he formally passed on the title before more or less bowing out of public life./p
p class="MsoNormal"He had been reluctant to maintain the anachronism of the post of President after all he had done to modernise Gallifrey but the old guard had finally put their foot down and so he'd acceded to their wishes./p
p class="MsoNormal"At least he knew the position was going to one of his keenest students who he was sure would uphold his principles of fairness and compassion./p
p class="MsoNormal"Occasionally he would give talks to the interdepartmental discussions that were a frequent occurrence around the Capitol but he often found himself drifting off topic, the everyday world growing less and less interesting as the end drew nearer./p
p class="MsoNormal"Increasingly he could be found absent-mindedly wandering through the fields, now just as long and red as they had been in his childhood, or lying by the once more full banks of the river Lethy recalling fond reminiscences of days gone by. That was when he wasn't spending time in his TARDIS walking the corridors, visiting rooms that still showed signs of previous occupancy. In his own way saying goodbye./p
p class="MsoNormal"With the help of new techniques gleaned from the Doctor's TARDIS the temporal engineers gradually manoeuvred the planet back to its rightful place and time in its galaxy, however even then the Doctor cautioned that they should maintain their defences for the foreseeable future, there were still many races who would quite possibly never forgive them for what they'd done./p
p class="MsoNormal"Nevertheless he then organised a large number of diplomatic missions in which the other party was invited to Gallifrey itself or some neutral territory of their choosing over which he personally presided as a show of faith until he could see that Gallifrey's new crop of diplomats were learning how to comport themselves with humility and sensitivity as well as an ability to get their arguments across and the other races eventually accepted them in good faith./p
p class="MsoNormal"As the years and decades rolled by, while there were minor skirmishes against a few races who didn't believe that they had changed, mostly their rehabilitation into the universe went smoothly and most of that success could be laid at the Doctor's door./p
p class="MsoNormal"Among other things he taught classes on "interference" allowing those with a hunger to travel, including Rowan, to leave Gallifrey and interact safely with less long lived races, while also establishing a court that off world crimes may be appropriately dealt with./p
p class="MsoNormal"The Academy flourished under the new relaxed rules with teachers rediscovering a love of teaching they hadn't known for centuries and finding themselves learning from their new students as they did so until Gallifrey became a byword for scholarly excellence and there was a waiting list for courses including applications from races from all across the universe./p
p class="MsoNormal"By the time forty years had been and gone the Doctor was merely tweaking things in the background listening to minor grumbles and adjusting things accordingly. Sometimes he smiled to himself in acknowledgement of this, 'when the greatest leaders' work is done the people say "we did it ourselves."'/p
p class="MsoNormal"Nonetheless he made sure that he was never short of curious students to whom he was careful to teach what really went on behind the scenes that his new Gallifrey might survive his death, something which he could now feel approaching with every passing year as his body finally started to succumb to injuries inflicted decades ago./p
p class="MsoNormal"His step was becoming less steady all the time and sometimes he had to rely on a staff to keep from falling, but he didn't resent his growing infirmity, he had more than achieved what he had set out to do and could now allow himself rely on others in a well earned retirement. On the whole of Gallifrey there was not a soul who would begrudge him that./p
p class="MsoNormal"As soon as he had attained the leadership he had secretly appointed a special taskforce of technicians and medical staff on a personal and private project. They were looking for a cure for Mire technology induced immortality and finally, after nearly fifty years, they presented him with an answer. He congratulated and sincerely thanked them for their work and then simply pocketed the device that would nullify his previous grievous error. He only hoped he would have to give instruction on who it was to be delivered to./p
p class="MsoNormal"It was in the fiftieth year of his Presidency that he formally passed on the title before more or less bowing out of public life./p
p class="MsoNormal"He had been reluctant to maintain the anachronism of the post of President after all he had done to modernise Gallifrey but the old guard had finally put their foot down and so he'd acceded to their wishes./p
p class="MsoNormal"At least he knew the position was going to one of his keenest students who he was sure would uphold his principles of fairness and compassion./p
p class="MsoNormal"Occasionally he would give talks to the interdepartmental discussions that were a frequent occurrence around the Capitol but he often found himself drifting off topic, the everyday world growing less and less interesting as the end drew nearer./p
p class="MsoNormal"Increasingly he could be found absent-mindedly wandering through the fields, now just as long and red as they had been in his childhood, or lying by the once more full banks of the river Lethy recalling fond reminiscences of days gone by. That was when he wasn't spending time in his TARDIS walking the corridors, visiting rooms that still showed signs of previous occupancy. In his own way saying goodbye./p
