Liandra slid along the tubes as if it were a log flume, the walls occasionally giving way as they threatened to pull her through.  Liandra wasn't too sure about the idea of spending the rest of her life as a parasite travelling around Camille's body.  The acidic taste of the surrounding fluids were changing, becoming less acrid as she travelled further along the seemingly endless tunnel until eventually she found herself spat out into a pile of muck and the entrance to the large intestine.  It smelled awful in here, like someone had needed to go really badly and couldn't flush the toilet because it was clogged up.  This had to be the single most worse experience of Liandra's life and she had to assume that since she hadn't seen Camille go to the toilet recently that she was lying in what remained of the hams Camille had devoured after she'd removed all of the nutrients from them.  Liandra was no longer underwater and so her legs and gills slowly formed back to normality.  She had to get out of here an quick, lying face down in shit was not her idea of a good time.  Liandra pushed herself up within the dark tunnel and screamed out as she forced her wings to regrow.  She hoped that fluttering them against the inside of Camille's large intestinal passage would let her know where she was.<br/>"Camille!"  She called up, her tiny cheeks glowing a faint red that nobody could see within the bowels of her friend.  "This is embarrassing for me to say, but I need for you to go to the toilet as soon as you can...the smell in here is horrible!"  She screamed, hoping that by digesting the wing earlier, Camille would be able to hear her tiny voice...though she had no idea where a scorpion girl would be able to go to the toilet...they didn't exactly design them for anyone other than humans.