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Long before the sun rose in the cool morning air, Long before the world wake from it's slumber, four souls find themselves in the forest glade. Felled tree's litter the premise, unevenly cut, and scattered saraticly with no sense of order. "Grab as many logs as you think you can carry on your back, then we can start," Ashe had directed; Saddling two hefty chunks of wood to her back, and unearthing a third from beneath rubble. "it's going to be an hour long hike, so don't take too many!"

Looking over the logs that lay strewn about, Clock tried lifting one. Almost immediately it became clear how hard of a day it was going to be. Each log weighted much more than Ashe's casual demeanor let on, "this is a joke right? Your logs are hollowed out... i'm being set up." The log weighed about as much as Iris when they first met, And she was much more thin and frail back in those days; Even He was in better shape back in those days. "Give me one of your logs," the fool proclaimed, seeing through the elaborate ruse he'd been taken through.

Puzzled, Ashalynna looked at Clock in disbeleif, "um, sure," she muttered, untying one of her two tree's, setting it down slowly, trying her best to not show her butt, hanging out her shorts, and devouring them with every wrong movement. "You think this is all a joke?" While it seemed extra, Ashe had truly been doing this for a while; A recompense for the damage she had done to the tree's, and her friends. Meeting the gaze of the untrusting lizard, he pointed a finger at the log she still carried, yearning for it, instead of her humble sacrifice. "you really think this is a joke..."

Removing her satchel, and tossing the log to the floor in front of clock, it cratered in the ground, Damaging the grass, and unearthing a small stone that once remain hidden. "You really do do this shit," clock mumbled, Taking his unfortunate prize to his back, a now dirt covered, dew soaked Log. "I thought this'd be easier, you're not in shape-"

"I out ran you," She interjected. "When you came to hunt me down, i escaped you," Ashe's voice rang hallow with an empty heart behind her joyful smile. "I know i'm kinda... Bigger... than most people; But that doesn't mean I'm not in shape." Reloading her logs, and tossing them on her back, she turned and started to walk away, Leaving noticeable impressions in the softer of grounds, and grass patches. "Just cause i got a fat ass, large breast, and a tummy doesn't mean i can't throw down with the big dogs!"

His careless words must have struck a nerve. He didn't mean to call her 'heavy', even if she is on the bigger side, the sheer amount of physical labor she was doing was far beyond what anyone could have expected from her, let alone a professional lifter. In addition to her own weight, she had 200 pounds of solid wood strapped to her back, about to go hiking through a forest in flip flops, a crop top, and what could only be assumed were normal shorts that were slowly becoming booty shorts. "I didn't mean your fat, just... Never mind, this is pointless." Hanging his head low, in both shame and embarrassment, he marched onward, following his guide through the twisted trees, and dim-lit expanse.

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As they walk through the wilderness, the scenery changed. Gone were the lights of the mountain road, and cars passing by, arriving the sound of sparse leaves dancing on the wind, And tree branches chattering amongst themselves in the day break. The hike had only just started, and it had begun to take it's toll on Clock; Slowly falling behind, and tripping on small roots and rocks hidden in the grass as they nicked his toes, and heels mercilessly. How Ashe was doing this kinda work in flip flops, only the gods may know. "You're falling behind Jester," Ashe cried out, keeping pace with her usually speed.

As quick as her stab came, a retort was made, "Just wanted a nice view of your ass, don't mind me, keep up what you're doing! veiw's great!" While her butt was nice, and her choice of attire was not doing them any favors; If she could keep her shorts on properly before, she surely was struggling to do so now. Even Destiny made sure to wear cloths that fit properly most of the time, Ashalynna wearing shorts this short was odd to say the least. They made it hard not to sneak a peak from time to time; The forest offered more than enough scenic views to sate any soul, but they would come and go as the walk continued, where the latter would remain front and center; Right in front of your eyes, where the path would be. Where you'd have to look to see where you're stepping; Such an unfortunate fate for weaker folk.

Whipping her tail up to try and smack her company, She sorly missed, as he had fallen even further behind her behind, now in full display with no obstructions, "Take a picture, It'll last longer! Pick up the pace lizard." Continuing her stride, a faint, familiar sound graced her ears. *Ka-chee* Whipping around immediately to confront them, and remove any photographic evidence of her butt, and Clock from this world; Clock was huddled over, hand on a tree, other reaching for a thorn in his foot, "What the hell do you think you're doing!? Give me your phone!" In her haste to repremand clock, She had made a fatal error in her judgement.

Staring up at the furious girl who had fallen for his half assed Camara shutter sound, he couldn't help but notice something very interesting, and also concerning for his right to live longer than the next 3 seconds, "Are you not wearing a bra?" She had turned around so fast, And violently, she neglected to keep her assets underkeep. "Did you wake up late or something, or, do you just dress like this when you come out here?" Between her lack of proper undergarments, footwear, and her questionable choice in bottom wear, something was very off.

Embarrassed, having put on a very intense display of unorthodox usage of her tank top, she could only sigh, and mutter under her breathe, "Yea... i got Distracted and didn't have time to get dressed." Shying away from the stunned and confused Liyorlis, She resumed walking. "just catch up when you can... We're almost there." Wobbling away in shame, trying to disregard all of the things that just transpired, a thought popped into her head, "Thanks for helping to move the logs. It's been a few months already, and i still need more."

Excavating the thorn from his foot, and cursing the acacia trees for being angry assholes, Clock resumed his walk, still stuck looking at some fat coyote butt, despite just wanting to make sure he didn't step on another hate filled twig from a hate-filled plant. "Yea, no problem; but i ain't doing this shit again, you're fucking crazy. But... I think Liz wouldn't mind a picture tho... So if you're offering to provide..." Sheepishly coaxing Ashe into letting him snag a picture, even though he could have snapped one long ago, Keeping your phone on silent has it's benefits; Oh boy did he learn that lesson the hard way years ago. "So, you wanna get one for Liz?"

Confused once more, a puzzles look overtook Ashe's face, "Why would Elizabeth want a picture of my ass? Or do you just want one for yourself." She did not know. How could she not know? Elizabeth had been thirsting for her since day 1. Did she really not pick up on the hints? Did she friend-zone Liz so hard in her head that everything has just come off as playful banter? "The answer is no. Buy me dinner first, then I'll consider it." Maybe Elizabeth did get friend-zoned, and just hasn't realized it yet, Ashe clearly was joking, but that bird is very oblivious, especially when she thinks she's got a chance.

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Arriving at the final resting place of the logs, neat piles lay stacked against the once pristine pews of a church forgotten to time, and washed away by failed upkeep. The building had a soul of it's own. A passive hum and chime of century old instruments washed clean of their purpose, now serving as the home of bugs, and rampant wildlife. Beyond the entrance hall, a faded red stain the corridor, growing in potency as you walk further in the decrypted tome of deeds gone wrong. Ashe dare not step foot inside the building, Clock hesitant to continue further than the doorway. "It's not her fault," the empty puppet whispered to it's confidante, long faded, but a solemn guide in the past.

"You will face judgement, as shall I", whispered the monster to the child it shackled to damnation, "You are as guilty as I."

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Ashe, and Clock exercise. plus lore. Hope you enjoy!

Description
Long before the sun rose in the cool morning air, Long before the world wake from it's slumber, four souls find themselves in the forest glade. Felled tree's litter the premise, unevenly cut, and scattered saraticly with no sense of order. "Grab as many logs as you think you can carry on your back, then we can start," Ashe had directed; Saddling two hefty chunks of wood to her back, and unearthing a third from beneath rubble. "it's going to be an hour long hike, so don't take too many!"

Looking over the logs that lay strewn about, Clock tried lifting one. Almost immediately it became clear how hard of a day it was going to be. Each log weighted much more than Ashe's casual demeanor let on, "this is a joke right? Your logs are hollowed out... i'm being set up." The log weighed about as much as Iris when they first met, And she was much more thin and frail back in those days; Even He was in better shape back in those days. "Give me one of your logs," the fool proclaimed, seeing through the elaborate ruse he'd been taken through.

Puzzled, Ashalynna looked at Clock in disbeleif, "um, sure," she muttered, untying one of her two tree's, setting it down slowly, trying her best to not show her butt, hanging out her shorts, and devouring them with every wrong movement. "You think this is all a joke?" While it seemed extra, Ashe had truly been doing this for a while; A recompense for the damage she had done to the tree's, and her friends. Meeting the gaze of the untrusting lizard, he pointed a finger at the log she still carried, yearning for it, instead of her humble sacrifice. "you really think this is a joke..."

Removing her satchel, and tossing the log to the floor in front of clock, it cratered in the ground, Damaging the grass, and unearthing a small stone that once remain hidden. "You really do do this shit," clock mumbled, Taking his unfortunate prize to his back, a now dirt covered, dew soaked Log. "I thought this'd be easier, you're not in shape-"

"I out ran you," She interjected. "When you came to hunt me down, i escaped you," Ashe's voice rang hallow with an empty heart behind her joyful smile. "I know i'm kinda... Bigger... than most people; But that doesn't mean I'm not in shape." Reloading her logs, and tossing them on her back, she turned and started to walk away, Leaving noticeable impressions in the softer of grounds, and grass patches. "Just cause i got a fat ass, large breast, and a tummy doesn't mean i can't throw down with the big dogs!"

His careless words must have struck a nerve. He didn't mean to call her 'heavy', even if she is on the bigger side, the sheer amount of physical labor she was doing was far beyond what anyone could have expected from her, let alone a professional lifter. In addition to her own weight, she had 200 pounds of solid wood strapped to her back, about to go hiking through a forest in flip flops, a crop top, and what could only be assumed were normal shorts that were slowly becoming booty shorts. "I didn't mean your fat, just... Never mind, this is pointless." Hanging his head low, in both shame and embarrassment, he marched onward, following his guide through the twisted trees, and dim-lit expanse.

-----
As they walk through the wilderness, the scenery changed. Gone were the lights of the mountain road, and cars passing by, arriving the sound of sparse leaves dancing on the wind, And tree branches chattering amongst themselves in the day break. The hike had only just started, and it had begun to take it's toll on Clock; Slowly falling behind, and tripping on small roots and rocks hidden in the grass as they nicked his toes, and heels mercilessly. How Ashe was doing this kinda work in flip flops, only the gods may know. "You're falling behind Jester," Ashe cried out, keeping pace with her usually speed.

As quick as her stab came, a retort was made, "Just wanted a nice view of your ass, don't mind me, keep up what you're doing! veiw's great!" While her butt was nice, and her choice of attire was not doing them any favors; If she could keep her shorts on properly before, she surely was struggling to do so now. Even Destiny made sure to wear cloths that fit properly most of the time, Ashalynna wearing shorts this short was odd to say the least. They made it hard not to sneak a peak from time to time; The forest offered more than enough scenic views to sate any soul, but they would come and go as the walk continued, where the latter would remain front and center; Right in front of your eyes, where the path would be. Where you'd have to look to see where you're stepping; Such an unfortunate fate for weaker folk.

Whipping her tail up to try and smack her company, She sorly missed, as he had fallen even further behind her behind, now in full display with no obstructions, "Take a picture, It'll last longer! Pick up the pace lizard." Continuing her stride, a faint, familiar sound graced her ears. *Ka-chee* Whipping around immediately to confront them, and remove any photographic evidence of her butt, and Clock from this world; Clock was huddled over, hand on a tree, other reaching for a thorn in his foot, "What the hell do you think you're doing!? Give me your phone!" In her haste to repremand clock, She had made a fatal error in her judgement.

Staring up at the furious girl who had fallen for his half assed Camara shutter sound, he couldn't help but notice something very interesting, and also concerning for his right to live longer than the next 3 seconds, "Are you not wearing a bra?" She had turned around so fast, And violently, she neglected to keep her assets underkeep. "Did you wake up late or something, or, do you just dress like this when you come out here?" Between her lack of proper undergarments, footwear, and her questionable choice in bottom wear, something was very off.

Embarrassed, having put on a very intense display of unorthodox usage of her tank top, she could only sigh, and mutter under her breathe, "Yea... i got Distracted and didn't have time to get dressed." Shying away from the stunned and confused Liyorlis, She resumed walking. "just catch up when you can... We're almost there." Wobbling away in shame, trying to disregard all of the things that just transpired, a thought popped into her head, "Thanks for helping to move the logs. It's been a few months already, and i still need more."

Excavating the thorn from his foot, and cursing the acacia trees for being angry assholes, Clock resumed his walk, still stuck looking at some fat coyote butt, despite just wanting to make sure he didn't step on another hate filled twig from a hate-filled plant. "Yea, no problem; but i ain't doing this shit again, you're fucking crazy. But... I think Liz wouldn't mind a picture tho... So if you're offering to provide..." Sheepishly coaxing Ashe into letting him snag a picture, even though he could have snapped one long ago, Keeping your phone on silent has it's benefits; Oh boy did he learn that lesson the hard way years ago. "So, you wanna get one for Liz?"

Confused once more, a puzzles look overtook Ashe's face, "Why would Elizabeth want a picture of my ass? Or do you just want one for yourself." She did not know. How could she not know? Elizabeth had been thirsting for her since day 1. Did she really not pick up on the hints? Did she friend-zone Liz so hard in her head that everything has just come off as playful banter? "The answer is no. Buy me dinner first, then I'll consider it." Maybe Elizabeth did get friend-zoned, and just hasn't realized it yet, Ashe clearly was joking, but that bird is very oblivious, especially when she thinks she's got a chance.

-----
Arriving at the final resting place of the logs, neat piles lay stacked against the once pristine pews of a church forgotten to time, and washed away by failed upkeep. The building had a soul of it's own. A passive hum and chime of century old instruments washed clean of their purpose, now serving as the home of bugs, and rampant wildlife. Beyond the entrance hall, a faded red stain the corridor, growing in potency as you walk further in the decrypted tome of deeds gone wrong. Ashe dare not step foot inside the building, Clock hesitant to continue further than the doorway. "It's not her fault," the empty puppet whispered to it's confidante, long faded, but a solemn guide in the past.

"You will face judgement, as shall I", whispered the monster to the child it shackled to damnation, "You are as guilty as I."

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Ashe, and Clock exercise. plus lore. Hope you enjoy!