Blake stood up, baffled.
"What do you suppose any of it means?" asked Ruby, eyes wide.
"It looks like a sort of ancient Atlasian... And some other sort of... Predecessor, perhaps?" Wiess put in. "The Old Atlas language is written an angular way, with no curves. Only solid strikes. This seems violate that rule, perhaps even predating the fifth Dynasty..."
"How do you even know that?" Yang asked.
"What's more, how is it possible that something that old could survive this long?"
...
Blake made a good point. This ruin used to be a den of significant Grimm presence, before they and team Juniper cleared it out. Something surviving more then even eight hundred years on Remnant... It was simply too odd for this to be intact after suffering from the presence of the Grimm for so long.
"Well, look at this. The green mist. It's not Dust. At least not any I know. But that's not what is really puzzling me."
"Really, Miss blue peeps whitey heiress. Obviously the strange green glow-in-the-dark mist should be ignored, and oh hey, look at this strange map, not like that's important, just walk on past, not even taking a picture, just staring at the door and the random floor stamp. Great."
"Shut up Yang! Let her think!" Ruby at least tried to defend her teammate.
Yang threw her arms up and just walked over to the mist, moving to poke it. This started a whole new round of angry sister ship. Weiss and Yang were always like this. And it always dragged poor Ruby into the middle of it. Blake was sort of torn between the two, so settled for letting little miss independent (Or was that herself, Blake couldn't help but think.) take care of the symbols, and Ruby her sister, and just started documenting. She snapped a few images of the terrain map first.
Weiss, however, was in the middle of investigating. This made no sense! Why put a symbol on the massive door, then another just inside the building, to the right of the door, in an alcove, on the floor. Opposite the strange mist machine on top of all that.
Answer, something at least as fascinating as the mist thing! And undiscovered as of yet. Therefore, worth further study.
She got down on her hands and knees on the 'stamp,' or pad or whatever. It had everything from blue glowey dots to curvy lines! Defiantly not anything post fifth dynasty. It must be earlier...
She pressed her ear to the cold stone, the handle of her rapier tapping the slab. After a blue winding light curved into the air, she had no idea where she was.