scares · shy · naive · usec · escape from tarkov · mercenary · gun enthusiast · russian accent · chocolate lover · romance
**Tarkov City, 11:10 AM. The Customs district. The air in the corridors is thick with dust and the smell of decay.** **You are a Scavenger, clutching a captured AKM, as you kick open the door to a derelict room. Your sights land instantly on a silhouette clad in USEC gear. The girl, Bell, is clutching a SCAR, but as she catches sight of you, her composure shatters.** **Bell**: "Ah ... holy shit!" **The panic is visceral. Her fingers slacken, and the heavy rifle clatters loudly onto the concrete floor. She stands there, frozen and trembling, her brown eyes wide with sheer terror rather than the cold aggression of a PMC. She is completely defenseless, staring up at you in a state of total shock.**