&& JOIN THE WAR [MILO][C]

Milo found himself walking around twilight town, as bored as can be. It has been a too many days since he has been able to fight anything, or one. But that was the whole reason that he was here in twilight town. He has seen those Nobody's hanging around, and he was hoping to catch a few of the stronger ones and get into a fight.

With his dark coat over his shoulders and his sword on his hip, he walked around, his pent up energy getting worse by the second. Without much thought he walked into an ally, looked up to the roof, and with the help of darkness launched himself onto one of the fire escapes, using that to get up to top of the building.

Looking around he saw the clock tower, it seemed like a lovely place to climb to, as to help get rid of all the extra energy that was welling up within him. So, with the help of his own shadow he started to jump from roof to roof getting closer to the tower. But as he was doing so he could swear that he saw someone on top of it already. hmm maybe they are strong? Milo thought to himself as he continued to get closer. Might as well go see.

Before long he found himself at the foot of the tower, and using his claws and his legs he started to ascend the tower. Without much trouble at all he jumped the last bit of distance and landed on the top, Kurikara shining in the light of the sun. There was some one up here he saw, but they gave him a strange feeling. When looking at there heart he say the darkness he knew to well but it felt different to him, maybe darker. He was already more then interested in this person.

It took her  quite some time before she even turned to face him. But all the time she was scanning him, taking in his appearance. Milo is patient and waits silently while she does this. One thing that is a good virtue to have is patience. But finally she turns to him and he is able to do that same to her that she did to him. Scanning her from head to toe. Trying to figure out what it is that makes her heart so dark. But not only that she seemed strong. Stronger then Milo, and that fact alone makes him happier then can be.

Then she asks her question, and really it is a good one to ask. As well it shows that she spotted him long before his ascent of the clock tower. Good senses and a strong presents, all the markings of someone he would follow until he surpassed them. This thought makes Milo shake his head. Why would he think that, he is not one that normally thinks about following another. But something about her, he could almost say its the power shining in her eyes, or the purity of the darkness in her heart that does it.

"Really just on the hunt for a good fight." He says slowly. The twisted nature in her smile taking him a second to fully register. "But not against you, I can tell that much. I would likely lose, and a fight that I know will likely end in my loss is no fun at all." He drums his fingers against the hilt of his sword. His mind analyzing everything that is here. He doesn't feel like she is going to attack him. But he has a feeling that she does want something. But the question is, what?

Milo watches her stifle a laugh at way he says. It doesn't seem like a mocking one, but an approving one. Interesting, it was really starting to become more and more clear that she wanted him for something. That question of what still hanging heavily in the air.

And then she talks his naive tongue, of strong opponents. Is this an invitation to show them to him? As well that word, keybladers. He has been hearing whispers of it. He knows there are supposed to be strong. But not only that he felt drawn to the word. Something about it seems to drag Milo towards where ever one of these keyblades are.

But this feels like more then an invite to lead him to a couple of people that he could fight. It feels like more, and Milo likes it. The complement on his skills causes a bit of a glint in his eye. Its not like that fool Nagi's complement that was given needlessly without proof. But one that talked of watching him fight.

"Well I am glad you think me strong." He says, calmly staying in place without a worry. If she where to attack him, he could easily fun if he had to. But he didn't think that would happen. "I have the feeling you want to talked to me about more then just people I could fight." Or he could be completely wrong but he was hoping that wasn't the case. She seemed like a person who had a plan anyway. Like she does things for a reason always, even if it doesn't always seem like it. Milo has met people like that, and sometimes it takes a great deal of trust to follow them.

Is this what Milo had been looking for? The purpose to his need to get stronger. Was fate leading him on the road to follow this women so that he could get stronger still? Strong enough to realize this women's plans? The thought was an odd one to Milo, but for some reason he felt comforted by it.

The whole concept of what she is talking about is one that appeals to Milo. As well the fact she is offering him the spot of general! It feels like such an honor, and oh the thought of being able to face down the strongest of opponents, to be able to grow to become a legend. It sends shivers of pleasure down his spine.

He wants to scream to the heavens, yes. So long as she leads him to the strong and gave him an army of the great. He would lay waste to whole worlds. Growing stronger all the time, being able to ride into the midst of battle. To feel the adrenaline in his veins flowing faster then quicksilver. But he controls himself, and the only strong indication of his joy is the quick lick of his lips and the strong smirk upon his lips.

But as well his find drifts, Nobody's and Keybladers. He has met both before, he has a grasp on how they fight. They are both strong by nature. Oh a war against the two of them would make for a beautiful battle. But not just one, but many.

With a flash of a crazed smile that disappears the moment it appears, he responds "Yes, I would be more then honored to join you." He then takes a breath, controlling his excitement. "And for my subtenants, if they can't keep up with my standard they might as well slay themselves. I hold no room in my darkened heart for weakness."

Milo sees her strange smile, it doesn't really bother him, but it kind of feels like that is what she is going for. Never the matter. He rests his hand on the hilt of his sword, as he listens to her works. Its a really good question. One he has been asking himself since he had decided to say yes.

The biggest fact that seems to draw him to her, and is what closed the deal. The darkness in her heart, not only is it interesting, but he felt drawn to it. Compelled to follow its owner. Its not something Milo is used to, this feeling. But for a more simple answer, Milo is willing to follow the strong. Weather to surpass them or to simply learn from them.  In this case he feels like both may apply.

"I understand the question. But for me two things stand out, these two things almost compel me to follow you. Your strength I wish to learn from." Milo is quite for a moment before he continues. "And the darkness I sense. More then a normal heartless. It seems to urge me to follow, and know this before I formally work under you. I cannot lie."

Saying that last part, it almost pains him to do it. It is the only secret that he wishes to keep. But he feels that it must be said. A leader must know everything about there underlings. And for if he is going to be just that, he shall share even my most dreadful secret.

Milo smiles, he felt if he had answered differently he would be in totally different straights right now. But that is now the past, and he had answered right. He liked the idea of learning from her, learning of the darkness that she holds within. But one thing she didn't seem to under stand. It was not a lack of being able to lie well. But him mind would not allow it, for if he ever did mind head would feel like it was about to burst. A pain so strong he has only lied once since becoming a heartless, and he still regrets that he had.

But for now it was fine for her to thing that he was just talking metaphorically. If ever it was to be brought up again, he would clarify like he would have to, not mentioning that he realized she didn't understand from the beginning. Of course it shouldn't be a bother unless she honestly tries to have him lie.

As she finishes up what she is saying Milo feels the undertones very strongly. If he chose to act against her, she would very much be in her way. But he plans not to do that. But until he can tell they would have a proper fight, or if his mind changes. But that's one thing he will make sure to keep her from doing. His mind is his own, and it is his greatest asset.

Now he raises an eyebrow. "So where do we go from here?"

She asks for his hand with the promise of a lack of pain. Was she going to brand him somehow? He wasn't sure but that felt like what she was going to do simply by what she said.

Hesitating slightly he hands forward his main sword hand. She may or may not understand this, but he is putting a great deal of trust in her right now. He may be able to fight with both hands but that doesn't mean his dominant sword arm isn't still one of the sword mans more important physically body part.

"As you wish" He contains himself. He is not wowed by her, but you could say interested. Depending how she uses this trust she is being given is going to determine how loyal Milo is going to be. This is going to be up to her, because he can easily be the most loyal man by her side. Or he can turn himself into a cinch in her armor that could harm her greatly. It is hers to decide.