Jase Eckhart - Character Bio/DescriptionJase Eckhart - Character Bio/Description by wolvielovsdezi
Name: Jase Adiar Eckhart
Nickname(s): Jay, and "Sweethart" as Merlonne calls her.
Birthdate: (MM/DD/YY) April, 22, 1985
Time of birth: 12:45 A.M.
Country of Origin: America
Birthplace: Lexington, South Carolina
Ethnicity: Caucasian, European, Irish-Decent
Occupation: Falconer, Animal Trainee
Education: High School Graduate, Attended Clemson University (Animal Technician)
Weapons/Offensive equipment: Melee weapons, Machete blade, Beretta 92FS, Browning BDA, Browning Hi-Power, Mossberg 500, Steyr SSG 69
Transportation: 2011 Honda Pilot
Blood type: AB Positive
Weight: 150 LBS.
Eye Color: Brown
Hair: (color and length) Auburn-Brown, Shoulder length
Skin: (Color/complexion) Fair complexion, slightly tanned from the Georgian sun
Shoe size: 7 1/2
Figure/build: Lean, Fit.
Distinguishing marks: Birthmark on her inner thigh, faint Freckles spattered across both her cheeks
-Tattoo(s): A small dream-ca
For What It's Worth [Daryl x Reader] Ch.6Your muscles clenched; your heart froze mid-heartbeat; and your breath choked in your airway as the deafening sound of a gunshot exploded into your ears. Your brain only had enough time to process the scream of a Walker before it went completely blank with shock; your ears were only able to register that sound at a muffled, almost unintelligible volume before they lost the ability to hear anything but a painful ring. Your eyes went wide, wider than fear had pried them before, but the blindfold rendered them as useless as your ears. You were deaf and blind...For What It's Worth [Daryl x Reader] Ch.6 by nightraven010
But you were alive.
You were alive.
And that could be fixed. Easily.
With nothing but sheer panic at that realization to drive you and nothing but a nature cultivated to survival to guide you, your body shot into motion before your mind abandoned its shock. You weren't thinking about whether or not the men would see you. You weren't thinking about whether or not your actions were futile. You weren't thinking at all. Your bod
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