@venatoresaurorae
Spatrius stepped down a long empty road. It was quiet all around, no wind, no sounds of anything else that was living besides herself. All that could be heard was her echoing footsteps down the path she was taking. She looked up ahead to the large clock in the distance. She hadn't quite expected herself in a rift for any reason in the past, but now she felt she had no other choice but to be here. She had to speak to someone she knew resided here. It wasn't common that anyone would be allowed entrance to a rift without any permission from anyone, but due to her power and position, she was able to rip the seals of the rift and enter herself without incident. Of course, she closed off those rips she created, only out of respect. Her journey down the long road had been quiet, and... unsettling to say the least. She felt like she was being watched most of the way, but she didn't dare look behind her. In a place like this, she was basically powerless. This wasn't her territory anymore, but someone else's. That was what arose fear within her. Hopefully the man she was hoping to speak to face-to-face would be understanding and helpful for her cause. After all, this was her first encounter with him. She wasn't quite sure what to expect- she only knew that ancestors before her had had good relations with timelords for issues revolving around space and time, but this wasn't any time lord, this was the guardian of time, someone who met the same ranking as her, if not maybe even higher. She never thought herself in a position like this where she was so desperate that she had to ask for the help of another guardian, but... there wasn't much she could do with what plans the rebellion group she was up against had in mind. She just hoped this encounter was going to pan out better than she was expecting it to.