[He has to pause for half a nanospan to think of how to explain while still pretending that he was in no way ever a professional intelligence operative back on his home planet.]
The first was at a diplomatic conference, much like this one now. I was there as...a servitor tech, to make sure that the robot servitors were operating according to specs. The ambassador from Unvoss was assassinated by means of an explosive in his drink. I happened to be right next to him at the time and was lucky not to have been injured. It was a near thing.
The second time I wasn't so lucky. There had been a string of terrorist attacks on Gallifrey, explosions much like this. I was a technical consultant for the investigation and determined that the bombs were being sneaked into high secure areas hidden within the mechanisms of newscast camera drones. When I made this discovery, I realized that the members of government were potentially in grave danger of mass assassination. There were all in the Panopticon holding a debate surrounded by these camera drones. I ran to them, opened the casing on one to offer proof of the threat, and triggered an early detonation sequence. The bomb went off right in my face.
And the third time...[The third time was the worst. But at least he could be completely honest about what happened.]...the third time was during the civil war. Romana had assigned me and her body guard, Leela, to plants explosives along the artron forum, to destroy it while it was deserted. I was selected for the job because I best knew the mechanics of the bomb. And Leela is a hunter, a human, and an expert at stealth. Plus she carried the bombs for me. The first few were planted and set without incident, but the bombs were old, corrupted. The timer was faulty on one, and it went off in my face. If it weren't for Leela, I wouldn't have survived. Finding medical care wasn't easy with the war on and Pandora hot on our heels.
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[He has to pause for half a nanospan to think of how to explain while still pretending that he was in no way ever a professional intelligence operative back on his home planet.]
The first was at a diplomatic conference, much like this one now. I was there as...a servitor tech, to make sure that the robot servitors were operating according to specs. The ambassador from Unvoss was assassinated by means of an explosive in his drink. I happened to be right next to him at the time and was lucky not to have been injured. It was a near thing.
The second time I wasn't so lucky. There had been a string of terrorist attacks on Gallifrey, explosions much like this. I was a technical consultant for the investigation and determined that the bombs were being sneaked into high secure areas hidden within the mechanisms of newscast camera drones. When I made this discovery, I realized that the members of government were potentially in grave danger of mass assassination. There were all in the Panopticon holding a debate surrounded by these camera drones. I ran to them, opened the casing on one to offer proof of the threat, and triggered an early detonation sequence. The bomb went off right in my face.
And the third time...[The third time was the worst. But at least he could be completely honest about what happened.]...the third time was during the civil war. Romana had assigned me and her body guard, Leela, to plants explosives along the artron forum, to destroy it while it was deserted. I was selected for the job because I best knew the mechanics of the bomb. And Leela is a hunter, a human, and an expert at stealth. Plus she carried the bombs for me. The first few were planted and set without incident, but the bombs were old, corrupted. The timer was faulty on one, and it went off in my face. If it weren't for Leela, I wouldn't have survived. Finding medical care wasn't easy with the war on and Pandora hot on our heels.