Kano wiped off the dust of a metal plate, his metallic tail swishing a bit as he made a soft hum, reading the label. “Saļnœ? What the hell does that mean?” He murmured, before reading the rest of it.
Reminder staff of Saļnœ labs:
•Keep your designated stations under control
•Don’t leave any chemical, magical, or just average messes
•Refer to your higher ups if you have any questions or concerns that have not been addressed.
Amai was looking at some other things, though. She peered the hallway nearby. “It doesn’t look like anyone has been here for a while…”
Kano huffed, “Of course no one has. I mean, look at this place.. and all the dust everywhere. Doesn’t help that half of this stuff is written in the ancient’s tongue. Yēnsö is so annoying to read.”
“Come on, it’s not that hard.” Amai said with a smile.
Kano rolled his eyes halfheartedly, not really caring for that comment. “Psh, your parents are fluent in it, Amai, you’re not really one to talk. A lot of people don’t know how to read it. It makes less sense than meãķish.”