[color=ed1c24][u][b]James Gregor Castner[/b][/u][/color]-[color=00aeef]Far Harbor[/color] “Oh great.”, the possible Enclaver said. The man had not been intimidated by James’s remark, which made sense, but he didn't seem to take the situation seriously. Then he asked about where the man got his hat. “Your Mother.” the man sarcastically replied before adopting a more serious tone “we both know the answer... The enclave and yes before you ask I was a member, Captain James William the 3rd of the Enclave supply and personnel core.” So it was true. This other James was really an Enclave officer. James realized with some surprise that he was more shocked than angry. The other James then opened up his coat revealing his battle damaged uniform. “I didn’t exactly agree with what the robot ordered but they where my family and it would have been fucking stupid to leave, but it doesn’t matter anymore the Enclave is gone.” He gripped his gun harder, but was suddenly unsure what his move would be. “Only reason I have this on is because the Brotherhood showed up in Boston and they shoot spies... Anyway you know the truth now so say whatever you were gonna say about the enclave.... I don’t really care anymore.” “I’ve got more important things to do, like saving this town from atom fruitcakes.” It was a lot to process, but even as the other James revealed his past he felt his anger fading. There were some parallels weren’t there? He didn’t agree with what Maxson ordered and what happened to Colleen, but it would have been stupid to leave his only family, the family that was really gone. All he had left was helping a town he never knew. It also wouldn’t be wise to pick a fight with this man in the middle of such a xenophobic town. Even though the other James had cooperated with attempted genocide, maybe they should try to work together if the Enclaver really was turning over some kind of new leaf and helping people for a change. He wouldn’t really trust James, but circumstances were circumstances. He let off the grip of Bear and sighed deeply “Well you’re probably wondering why I stopped you about your stupid hat. My name is James Gregor Castner, Paladin of the Brotherhood of Steel. Possibly former based on today’s events. I was a part of a squad you might remember from the war: Lyon’s Pride.”, he started confidently, with a note of aged weariness as he mentioned his old squad. “We certainly killed a lot of your kind in the war, and you killed plenty of ours. And you planned to kill a lot more than that”, he said that last part with some intensity. “But that was a decade ago. If you’re truly willing to put it behind you, if you truly want to help this town, then we should try not to kill each other and work together. I’ve got an eye on you though. I’ll kill you myself if you do something wrong. Deal?” He held out his hand, offering a handshake of understanding. "Just one question. Why would ex Enclaver care about helping a town like this?".