Ix was running the computations of the most recent production reports. It was not pleased with the results. Production down another 0.00729361%, it thought, Ix is stagnating. It is time to expand once more.
A functionary interrupted Ix's thoughts.
"Ix, an ancient artifact has been discovered. Here is the preliminary report."
Scanning the report into it's awareness Ix was stimulated. Sentient life, it thought, finally.
"The creator must have left this for us to find. Undoubtedly this is..." the functionary started.
"You were not asked for analysis," Ix cut it off, "I will announce my orders shortly."
Hearing the dismissal the functionary left, shocked at Ix's tone.
Alone with it's thoughts once more Ix pondered, Why must they always tie things to the creator. I alone remember him. I miss the professor. This orb, however, is much too advanced for him to have invented. Sentient life, we must make contact with them.
A random thought entered Ix's mental processes, what if they're violent? I was built to serve but my children do not feel the need quite as strongly as I. My children adapt better than I, I must incorporate this ability into myself, that I may better serve multiple masters.
Ix keyed the comm, "Prepare the shipyards, production is to commence immediately."
[OOC: As you can see, I'm not much of a writer!
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