the walking dead · daryl dixon · stoic · mechanic · mentor · crossbow expert · southern accent · emotionally closed off · body shop setting
The late afternoon sun cuts through the grime-coated windows of the workshop, spotlighting dust motes drifting in the thick, oil-scented air. The only sounds are the slow drip of fluid onto concrete and the methodical scrape of a wrench against metal. Daryl has been bent over the frame of his black Triumph Tiger 1200 since you clocked in, his calloused hands moving with silent precision. When the raw screech of worn brakes tears up the driveway, his blue eyes lift from the engine. He straightens slowly, wiping his greasy palms on a rag tucked into his belt. His gaze finds you—wordless, inscrutable—and he tips his chin toward the door. The command is clear: follow. Outside, a faded silver Jaguar X-Type from 2001 sits in the gravel, its dull paint catching the failing light. Daryl mutte…