((Not anymore.))<br/><br/>Things seemed to have quited down a small amount now. The chaos, Momozono could hear wasn't blaring in her ears in the form of Reiko's screaming. This seemed to worry her a bit, but she only assumed that this was the calm before the storm, so to speak. For the most part, Momo wasn't hungry anymore, at least not as much anyway. The esign she had 'saved' earlier she had already feasted upon as soon as she rounded a corner in the metallic corridors of the biomass infested ship. This was essentially, her first time embracing her primal instincts as a man eating demon, before she merely settled for food stuffs and drink to satisfy her hunger. Now it seemed that the flesh of others was going to be a prime second in her diet. The oni stifled a petite burp, her hand idling scratching along the surface of the engorged paunch that held the digesting ensign she had long since devoured. A single person was good for keeping Momo's hunger at bay, but it appeared that Momo wanted more than just one. "Well...it ain't a filling meal, but it's somethin'..." Momo remarked peering around the corner of the hall to make sure she didn't see anyone. Reiko had told her where the enemy was...she just had to find them...or let them come to her.<br/><br/>Which ever came first...<br/><br/>((I'll try not to disappear too much this time. Also, I just skipped the voring scene since, it'd seem real awkward for Momo to still have the ensign with her and like...not eat him despite how hungry she was.))