Tanya crept carefully towards the museum, and seeing no immediate threats, made her way towards the front entrance. As she neared the threshold, she heard a scream overhead that chilled her blood. A tremendous shape was diving heavily towards her, and she dived into the museum as it swept into the darkness ahead. She landed in a lithe roll, slid on her feet as she attempted to keep track of this strange assailant. She peered upward, pulling her scarf down and away from her face, searching for the shape that had alerted her to the fact that she wasn't alone. Darkness there, and nothing more. Black feathers followed her trail into the building, illuminated by silvery lights of what could be flame perched in sconces ahead. She pressed her back to the wall to the right of the doorway, and made some feathers of her own. She pressed her hand to her chest and felt a familiar warmth grow and spread, tingling across her arms and back with the crackle of magic. She summoned the Feather of Innocence, lines of ink suspending in the shape of feathers and surrounding her body. Used this way, her Signature Technique could be used as a cushioning shield, able to deflect normal strikes and dampen the impact of stronger blows. She focused again, and protected herself further. The telltale sigils of Binding Contract sprouted in the image  of each feather, ensuring that physical strikes to her protective cloak of feathers would have a paralysis effect, and that the sheer quantity of her circles would be difficult to disrupt via magic. Thus prepared, she crouched low, kept her eyes open, and her back to the wall, ready for anything.