[color=ed1c24][u][b]James Gregor Castner
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"It works", Steve said happily. "if we had the time using the tracker and the radio we could probably triangulate the position to within a stone's throw but time is something we don't have. If we're going to get the armor and weapons, at least, we need to go in the next few minutes. Once everyone's back, we need to go if we're going to do this. What do you guys think?" Steve asked in concluded.  

Corrine visibly paled at the mention of leaving at night. If the most Island experienced one of them was afraid, then what did that say about the viability of the mission? Still, he would try to remain confident. Night ops in the Capital Wasteland hadn’t been anything to dismiss easily, and Lyon’s pride had been sent on them several times. “Sounds good to me”,  James replied. “I need to put on my Brotherhood outfit for armor(OOC far left https://staticdelivery.nexusmods.com/mods/1151/images/9462-0-1454618282.png )
, even if it is dirty. The material is thick enough to offer some protection.”

Corrine took a slow breath.  "I'll...go get my things.  Be back at the gate in thirty minutes."

He nodded “I’ll be at the gate soon too.”, he turned to Steve “either of us could operate the device, though I have more weapons. It might be best if my hands weren’t full.”

With that said, he left the gun shop. The orange the sunset had cast on the town was mostly gone. The light was fading and Far Harbor citizens were hurriedly barring their doors. Children and pets were grabbed from the street and pulled inside, guns were being prepped, and women were rushing to bring buckets of water and food scraps inside. People threw him anxious glances as he he made his way, but everyone was in too much of a rush or fright to stop him. It didn’t take long to change and gather every useful thing he had. His duffel bag to carry whatever they found, a military flashlight, his weapons, and a key to open the hardboxes in the vertibird. 

As he made his way to the gate, he half wondered what he would do if any of his brothers had survived. He had been so preoccupied with getting ready for this mission, that he hadn’t considered it’s implications. Scavenging brotherhood gear and giving it to strangers was a serious break with the rules. Those few who were in the bird would resist violently to such a plan, and he wasn’t sure if he trusted the townsfolk all the way… No. he would do what he had to to protect the innocent. If any of them got in his way he would deal with them.
 
He reached Corrine by the gate. She looked highly anxious, but grim and ready. He remembered knights looking the same way before combat against the Enclave. Reminding them of their training worked sometimes to give them confidence. “You have the most experience out of all of us with the island.”, he said frankly to Corrine. “I know that doesn’t mean you often spend time outside the walls at night, but it still should mean you’re better equipped than any of us to deal with this.”, he was silent for a couple minutes, letting her thoughts or replies play out. Then he tried to move off topic to calm the suspense. “How’s your relationship with Steve? He seems like a good man”.