A phantom of silence, a pair of eyes, one of indigo and the other pink, stepped into the room through the door's darkness, a calculated presence amidst the cacophony. The woman stood there for a moment with her deadpan expression before a voice of taciturnity came from her. "Hm... Welcome to the theater of analysis; the stage is set, the audience awaits the revelation as I shall uncover the threads that weave your tales and your secrets. I am Jinx, third of the Judgement-class and their silent observer."

Beneath the quiet exterior lies a mind that dissects motivations and deciphers actions, rendering Jinx a silent strategist in the grand theater of life. Her looks are like a carbon copy of her older sister Judgement's but a feminine version, maybe the only child of Yorktown's that actually possesses her appearance...