<span style="color: #FF0000">The cube blinked and oofed a bit. <span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;Ouch.&gt;</span> He said with a frown. <span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;It is very rude to keep dropping people.&gt;</span> He said simply. He looked at her. <span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;Treasure beyond your wildest dreams. Treasure far beyond the concepts that can be found on Planet...I believe you all call it...Earth.&gt;</span> He said simply. He stared at her as she knocked on him. <span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;Do you mind?&gt;</span> He said in a way that deemed knocking on its outer shell was unnecessary. His sphere inside began to swirl around and around and around as she shook him. If he had been a person and not a sentient being he would be experience dizziness. As it was his sphere inside was spinning around and around. In an almost hypnotic but rapid speed. <span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;It is a treasure that encompasses thousands upon thousands of treasure collecting, stealing and hoarding of an alien race that no longer exists. I am the last of that race and the key to their treasure hold. It is a treasure that will make you rich beyond even your wildest dreams. If you can get past the barriers and defenses set up to keep people from taking their treasure. You will need the help of others. Not all from this world though.&gt;</span> He said simply.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;There is more than enough treasure for you and others. This will not be an easy gain but the riches of alien races throughout the universe are far worth the adventure and trials you will undertake to get it.&gt;</span> He was pulsating but without harmful effects. The pulses merely a gentle warmth. The face looked at her. <span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;I will ask you not to shake or drop me again. It is not exactly without some registering of pain.&gt;</span> He said simply. <span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;You will need the help of these others but as the finder of the key to the treasure hold of the Vortexian race you will be able to get more than the others. At least I believe that is the concept of the captain of a pirate ship. Or a ship in general. The thing is...puzzles, riddles, and mystery awaits you. The Vortexians did not want anyone aside from themselves to gain access to the treasure hold. This treasure contains not only gold and silver but diamonds, rubys, sapphires, and rare gemstones that are alien to this planet Earth. Even some ancient artifacts taken from Earth centuries ago.&gt;</span> He paused for a minute. <span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;I am sure much of this will make you very rich and of course famous for finding lost artifacts of Earthling history.&gt;</span><br/><br/>He paused for a minute. <span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;One of your crew mates for this adventure across the universe is not far. I am certain you noticed his presence already... In any case captain...it is time you began gathering your crew. A one man...er...woman vessel will not go far.&gt;</span> He frowned a bit a pulsating light shot from him in the direction of the presence which the sentient cube sensed. Processing within miliseconds the possible high threat level. <span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;However, I do recommend you be on guard...there is a high factor ratio that this first crew member for our journey will not start out a docile and friendly source. Immediate caution is advised. Being on guard is highly suggested. However, in the end run this man is still going to be a necessary asset and valuable member to your crew. Always be alert. As with any captain of an adventure one must be ever dilegent and on guard for...I believe the earthian term is mutiny...from amongst the ranks. It has been scanned and absorbed that greed is an extremely high flaw amongst the human race. Nonetheless...he will be needed.&gt;</span> He fell silent for a moment. <span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;So your adventure begins...the adventure of a lifetime that has been building for eons.&gt;</span></span><br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">Cross let out a sound of delight as he one arm hugged her. Nuzzling him and giggled when put back on her feet. Looking up at him with a big warm and happy smile on her face. Blushing as he placed the kiss upon her forehead. Nodding her head. â€œNyayah...â€ She said. Shaking her head. â€œThat man always makes you grumpy. He is too much of a busy body. Not to worry though...its all better now. Iâ€™m here and he wonâ€™t bother you for a long while.â€ She said with a big smile. Her eyes alight with life and shimmering. She listened to him. Pretend huffing and crossing her arms. Turning in a way she one arm looked at him with a playful unhappy yet slyly happy smile look on her face. Then looked back at him all grins again. â€œWell okay I forgive you. You better not leave me behind next time though.â€ She said playfully.<br/><br/>She walked along side him. A mixture of seeming to gracefully glide and elegantly skip. She looked at him.  A thoughtful far away look on her face. It sounded vaguely familiar. Though soon she just remembered the space traveling gypsies story. â€œA space gypsy told a story of a beautiful cube with untold worth lost deep within the depths of space. According to the gypsy there was a race of treasure collectors eons and eons ago who went all over. They had a cube of some sort and that was lost. It is a mystery cube of a dying race. Supposably it never existed and if it did exist it has long since been lost in the inky blackness of space. It is supposed to be the remains of an ancient civilization. Again this is just a story that the space gypsy told. So there is no guarentees that this is even truthful or based off facts. It could merely be just a story.â€ She said.<br/><br/>Looking at him curiously. â€œWhy do you ask?â€ She said. Tilting her head a bit as she walked side by side with him.</span>