[color=SlateGray][h2]Miyako[/h2][/color]
[i]The Prince and the Pauper II[/i]
Aventino District
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Miyako used the tight grouping of the buildings to seamlessly make her way back to the HQ, otherwise known as David's apartment. From the rooftop of David's building, she delicately climbed down to avoid disturbing other tenets. A slightly ajar window, along with the smell of coffee, had signaled the correct entry point and the small girl found it rather easy to slip inside into the lit kitchen. She headed straight for the coffee but as she paced across the opening linking the kitchen and the living room, an all too familiar voice called out.

Miyako froze, slightly startled, and quickly turned to see David sitting in the dark. She dropped her head slightly in a bow, not necessary but for some reason she always had done that. She didn't respond to David's comment at first but she understood what he meant. She looked down and scanned her clothes for a moment. Now that the 'high' of battle was gone, [i]that[/i] part of Miyako had receded being contempt with tonight's earlier mayhem. This left a more real part of Miyako to quietly analyze herself. Quite honestly, she felt disgusted right now. Covered in blood and conflicted about what she had just done, she pouted as the realization came over and for a brief moment, it looked like she was going to cry, but she steeled herself and returned to a straight, obedient gaze towards David.

Miyako nodded and she stepped forth as she slipped a hand into her coat pocket. She found what she was looking for and drew it right as she reached David and his beloved chair. She reached out and offered what she had. The room was dark and while it made it difficult to distinguish the details of the object, it was clearly a small leather pocketbook of some description. Miyako had found it as she ate that ghoul boy who associated with the Ancelotti. To the girl, it meant nothing but as per David's instruction months ago, if she found anything that might be informative, bring it back. It took some trial and error for the previously feral girl to decipher what was valuable intelligence and what wasn't. In this case, Miyako thought she was on to something.

The book was a sort of list for names, but it wasn't just limited to names with accompanying callsigns. Each name had accompanying marks. They were basic in nature, most names had a check mark accompanying it but a few had other designations. Some had open circles with a question mark in the center and others had X's. That wasn't all, a small number of those names, four to be precise, had been struck out with a line across the name. That wasn't all, however, as on the far right of the page, each name got some type of letter. If one knew their basic Greek, one could easily deduce the symbol. 

[color=SlateGray]"I found it on the Ancelotti boy. He had written in it after visiting someone."[/color]

Again, to Miyako this didn't mean much outside of the fact that she identified names and it was associated with the Ancelotti. But what she didn't realize was that the list of names weren't just random. They were associates or members of the Ancelotti and the weird symbols were ranks of the members. The other basic symbols were signifying the status of those individuals. A check meant active, circle and question mark meant unknown, and X meant inactive or quit. Any name that was struck through was a member who is deceased and that information could be found out with a little digging to confirm.

The fact of the matter was, Miyako couldn't have picked a better target. The Ancelotti boy was a runner for the group. He was in the process of getting a census of the organization. Not the best strategy when running an underground organization as members probably should be anonymous as finding the identity of those involved would be a death sentence if the wrong people got a hold of the book. However, the Ancelotti were big and scattered and the secret of this census was still a mystery, but one thing could be theorized and that was the Ancelotti were taking inventory and marshaling their members.