Sneering at the Wotaury she spit at the floor where he stood staring down the barrel of the blunderbuss. Not a gleam or hint of fear could have been sought in those violet angry eyes, “Go ahead brute, you’d be doing me a favor…” She pressed her forehead close to the muzzle when a strong looking woman marched into the cell, Jin had barely noticed the dead silence that the woman demanded just with her presence, but she didn’t really care, whoever this woman was she had authority, and authority mean she was about to hear an earful, and she did.<br/><br/>After hearing her sentence she stared defiantly at the heft woman and stood swiftly minding her twisted ankle, hard cold eyes staring with pure hatred at the woman. Her back was straight and she clenched her jaw. Jin had only stood to show that she wasn’t about to take this sitting, and that she was still filled with her own strength and fury. After all, being marooned by your own crew at the peak of battle because they were fearful more of their Captain than of the impending Constantia.<br/><br/>She watched as her shackles were removed and she looked at the chain desperately thinking how much she would enjoy to wrap it around the woman’s neck and watch as the light faded from her eyes, but instead she stood there strong and glaring at the deckhand to whom she spoke to.