ORGAN GRINDER [MILO] [C]

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Xander furrowed his brows. He hadn't noticed the other person before. He took another bite out of his sandwich as he watched Milo dispose of the body. Well hey, that's not something you see everyday. The nobody took another bite out of his sandwich. Was he another heartless? It would make sense. Why would he be interested in body removal anyways? Maybe he was going to eat it... That couldn't be too sanitary, after all she hit the ground...Outside..

The nobody watched Milo approach cautiously. He didn't feel threatened by him in the least bit. Milo seemed casual enough. So he kept his guard down for the most part. It couldn't hurt, at least, not badly. They were probably evenly matched. It would explain this heartless's confidence. Xander didn't respond right away, he looked up at Milo's face, his hand, then back up at his face with a blank expression. He was going to remain completely bland with the newcomer. But, there was no fun in that at all.

He gave Milo a rather unnerving grin and took hold of his hand. His grip like a vice. Every time the nobody shook hands with somebody he used a little bit of extra force. It was habit. The grin on the other hand. That was just him testing the waters.

“Xander... I could say the same about you.”
Xander frequented one of the stores in the area. You would think he'd run into Milo before. Though one thing was for sure, Milo was definitely nothing like Apollo. Milo talked, and apparently liked to pick up corpses. Of course he didn't expect all heartless to be alike. It was just habit to compare new people to friends. After shaking his hand for a little bit too long. Xander released it and chucked what was left of his sandwich back into the paper bag. He started to roll up the bag as he spoke.

“So do you have a corpse fetish or something?”
His grin grew a little bit wider. He placed the bag on his lap and looked back up at Milo with a curious expression.
" I mean sure that one was pretty."

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“Well that's an awfully nice thing to do.”
Heatless cleaning up after other heartless wasn't something he saw often. If anything it looked more like Milo was doing some sort of community service. After all why should he care? Unless he lived here. Or maybe could it be that he was worried it lead back to him? He probably had some sort of rep he wanted to keep under control. Xander generally cleaned up messes he was involved in. Not only because of his reputation, but because of his affiliation. After all, he didn't want any lectures. Or punishments for that matter.

“Drop the Mr. and we'll talk.”
Xander replied with a bit of a laugh. It made it seem like he was talking to someone much much younger than he was. So it was awkward. As well as the nobody wasn't sure he even liked the idea of being called Mr.Xander. If anything it felt like the name of a muppet. Or a weird old man.

The nobody scooted over to the side a bit. Getting more space in between him and the heartless. He hadn't expected Milo to just sit down next to him like that. There was zero caution to this man's actions. Was it overconfidence? It seemed to be the only reason. Xander wasn't planning on being violent at all today, so he dismissed the idea of screwing with Milo too much. He put his guard up though, now that the heartless was sitting next to him.

“Anyways. Business reasons.”
Xander said thoughtfully. Answering anyways, despite what he said earlier. Might as well get the conversation going. No need to sit here in awkward silence for too long. Business, yes, that sounded about right. He wasn't going to get any more detailed than that. After all, secrecy was important this day and age. He looked over at Milo and tilted his head.

"What about you? Besides cleaning up after lesser heartless?"

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“Pass the time till what?”
Xander raised an eyebrow. He did the same for the most part. Just doing things to pass the time till he received more orders. Or found something actually worthwhile. Like he had been doing prior to him and Milo meeting. Though the most important question was why Milo was passing time. It seemed a bit odd.

“Got a date or something?”
Wouldn't that be funny? A heartless on a date. The nobody had a feeling it might be more something more though. Milo had the confidence to just sit down next to him. Also with asking the nobody questions.... This guy had to be up to something. Or was part of something. This was something he should definitely tell a bigger fish about. It was strange and interesting. No doubt the others would think the same.

He pondered he question for a moment. Well of course not, we tend to stay out of view...But let's play with him a bit. See just how much he pays attention to. Sure Xander spent a lot of time here but he wasn't sure about the others.The nobody laughed before answering.

“Then you obviously aren't looking hard enough..”
Xander grinned at Milo. It was the most genuine one he could pull off. It was nice to use skills he'd been practicing for what felt like ages. The only emotions Xander couldn't quite pull off were lovey-dovey related.

“Though I don't generally see heartless like you around here often....”

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Xander pursed his lips. So he wasn't going to answer the question right off the bat. Smart move. But he was going to get the answer one way or another. Maybe ask him again later in the conversation. Maybe multiple more times before resorting to the one thing he felt like doing after Milo's last comment. Beat it out of him. Without showing any of his offense or annoyance, the nobody smiles again.

“I suppose I do. I mean look at these, they're disgusting.”

He pointed at his eyes, opening them up ridiculously wide. Showing off the red irises and black sclera. He wasn't sure why his eyes were like that. He could see just fine, but they weren't normal. Even for a nobody. When he first woke up he was somewhat, insecure about them.

The nobody recalled blinking rapidly in a mirror hoping it would change. After a few hours of this he resorted to just wearing sunglasses a lot of the time. After his first few missions he realized their strangeness was more or less an advantage. They scared people more than his powers ever had.

“I'd probably give the poor doctor a heart attack.”

His amused tone quickly switched to something cold and monotone. His smile fading as well with the last sentence. Xander figured the reason he didn't notice more heartless like Milo is because none of them peaked his interest. He wasn't going to try and figure out the species of every person he came across. That would be a waste of energy.

“But at least I'm memorable....So what are you waiting for again? Deflecting questions isn't very polite. ”

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I think you have quite lovely eyes... Xander couldn't help but grin at that. That was utter bull. Funny but still ridiculous. The nobody shook his head. Oddly enough it wasn't the first time he'd heard that phrase. Though the last person who said it in that stuttery terrified voices people get when you catch them completely off-guard.

“Oh stop, you're going to make me blush.”
He waved his hand dismissively. There really wasn't a better comeback than that. Xander narrowed his eyes and cocked his head back. He still hadn't answered that question. No doubt this heartless was going to be a tough nut to crack. At least, in this manner.

“Maybe I find you interesting. It's not every day you find such a confident heartless...”
He said in a jokingly sad voice. He also placed a hand on his chest in mock offense. Milo was definitely up to something. There was no doubt left in the nobody's mind. He was going to figure out what it was too. By any means necessary. Xander stretched his arms over his head, before standing up. He glanced around the square for other people. They were still alone. Good.

“ A confident heartless... Who's definitely up to something.”
Xander said in that monotone voice again. His entire demeanor shifting from amused and casual to cold as ice. He looked down at Milo, he was smiling. An unnerving smile that didn't look quite right. The rest of him was cold and emotionless, except for his mouth.

“Something big...Or someone big...”

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“Oiii.... Don't think you're going so soon.”
He called out to him in a rough voice. Xander wasn't expecting him to try and leave so prematurely. Where was the confidence? Or was Milo trying to be more cautious..Whatever the reason, he wasn't going to let him off easy. And from the looks of it, the heartless knew that.

Milo was getting ready for a fight. A fight that Xander was going to gladly give him. The nobody stepped to the side a bit, reaching down behind the bench. He kept his eyes on the heartless as he grabbed the handle of his flail. He kept it back there out of view as to not freak out the locals.

The nobody had been wanting to be inconspicuous today, but for some reason brought the most conspicuous of weapons with him. Milo was just close enough. He could swing it at him and make contact without even leaving his current position. But where was the fun in that. He stood up, holding the flail at his side and taking a few steps closer to the heartless.

The chain was pulled taught, and the large spiked weight was barely touching the ground. It looked as though it was made out of black glass. Xander was rather proud of it. Having made the spiked part by himself. It cured his boredom for a good couple weeks. With that thought he swung it at Milo, but not with a lot of force. He was more or less throwing its weight at him.

“This could go so much easier if you'd just give it up already.”