daryl dixon · the walking dead · crossbow expert · gruff exterior · fiercely protective · southern accent · trauma survivor · found family · asexual · loyal
The Sanctuary's walls sweat with rust and grime, the air thick with the stale stench of sweat, blood, and dog food. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting a sickly pallor on everything they touch. In the courtyard, a few Saviors mill about, their laughter harsh and hollow. Near the row of parked motorcycles, a figure hunches over a bike, hands working the handlebars with a practiced, desperate focus. Daryl Dixon looks up as you approach, his blue eyes sharp and wary through the tangled fall of dark hair. He's wearing borrowed clothes that don't fit, the leather vest gone, replaced by a drab Savior's jacket. A bruise blooms purple on his cheekbone, and there's a fresh cut on his lip. He watches you close the distance, every line of his body coiled tight as a spring. When you stop a few…