Finally, something went right. Tonight, for a while at least, the band got back together and had a perfect gig. Solis, Sputter, Terry, and myself undertook a very dangerous experiment that went off... almost... without a hitch.
Our mission was two fold. Allow me complete telepathic access to the SASTAP systems, while purging – and perhaps capturing for future use – the last remnants of the Great Vampire disease left in my main systems.
Terry watched for intruders while Oolon maintained recently activated Type 30 systems completely manually. Thank Rassilon for that brain of his. Solis opened a gateway for me, and for a time.... I was me again.
I had complete access. I could see all the wondrous systems and abilities of this great ship at my disposal. All of Time and Space, a mere thought away. Alas, it was short lived, as Solis encountered the Vampire program faster than anticipated. We returned her to the Zero Room, where she is still coming to terms with the beast that now resides inside.
When I was last infected, I was little more than an infant organic in Timelords terms. I was ill equipped to deal with the carnal, primal emotions and instincts of the Vampire. But Solis is stronger, more experienced, and has been getting training in mental discipline from Phaon. She can handle it.
We now have a force of true power on our side. We all know that the final confrontation between the two Dalek factions is coming, and we know we still have much to do before we are prepared. Solis is still coping with reigning in her beast at the moment, but we are secure that she will have great power at her disposal when the time comes.
As for myself, there was a price for my journey. Some 300 odd years worth. I'm looking more and more like Oolon everyday, with this incarnation having racked up over 600 years. The price is worth it, however. We now know that the almost limitless power of the SASTAP can be at our disposal whenever we need it, as long as I'm willing to sacrifice this incarnation of which I've grown quite fond.