((10-4 goood buddy. Black Space Goo-Girl incoming!))<br/><br/>Normally, Momo wouldn't really be up for going, seeing as she usually took her job seriously. But with little going on and a boredom that needed to be sated, the oni thought it wouldn't hurt to go pay Sokai a visit and followed behind Sai in her little journey to Sokai's lab. The oni had to admit...Sai sure was a fast one, but for the most part, Momo was able to catch up to her and saw that she was with another one of the crew members, 'Van' being what most called him by. "Yo Van, how's it goin'?" Momo greeted with a wave rejoining the little silicon girl, with one of her usual friendly grins. Momo may have been one of the tallest crew members around, but it showed that she could still be just as friendly. "Sheesh, that girl's a fast one, lucky I didn't lose ya back there Haha~!"<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b9WMswmWbXE">Elsewhere...things were far less friendly...</a><br/><br/>An odd slime began to pool underneath a destroyed vent on the 3rd floor of the ship, the thick matter dripping from the duct and onto the metal floor with a squishy 'plop'. For the moment, it remained shapeless, but soon something that could be described as a head peered from the thick pool of black sludge, the crimson eyes of the Black Gel gazing out into her surroundings. She was the piece of the Origin of all things, the root of where everything that ever was came into existance. Indeed, she was a piece...of everything. A piece of Akasha. She was Kuro-Puurin, or rather that is what she herself was called throughout the galaxy in the many eons of her life as a free floating mass of eldritch ooze. There was only one thing that she was after on this ship...flesh. Kuro Puurin's only desire is to consume and make things one with her body. Her 'parent', Akasha, may have created all things, but she was set on devouring all things...taking them back into the primordial depths from whence they had came many years into the ancient past. With a soft giggle, she began to slither forth, taking with her the black ooze that would consume all it touched.<br/><br/>On the outside...out in the void of space, a massive blotch of black matter was latched onto the ship like a leech, tendrils of darkness writhing about in the silent vaccum of space. It's massive form concealed by the black nothingness of space as a stray tendril remained latched to the ship pumping a slow influx of Kuro-Puurin's form into the metallic corriror of the 3rd floor...<br/><br/>((Note: Kuro-Puurin, being amorphous by nature, is resistant to physical assualts (in fact, attacking directly is a good way to get consumed). There is way to deter her though, try thinking of what slimes hate the most and you'll come up with a way to keep her at bay.))