Valkyrie | Not so Old Ben
Valkyrie wasn't expecting the smile back; it wasn't that she couldn't flirt, and it wasn't that she hadn't. Yet, the man with the pretty glow stick didn't seem the kind to flirt right back. She smiled even more as Ben seemed more than ready to risk his life in such a grand way. She did wish she had her sword; she was not leaving home without again, no matter what was on the other side of the door. She would have it, and he might actually be impressed as she was with his weapon.
Her eyes widened as he actually did jump. He was probably going to win this particular race because how many times is she going to see a man take down multiple ship with nothing more than a sword, or something like, and his will? She bit back the desire to give an appreciative whoop, and she fell. Did the town gather warriors?
She rolled in the air to let her land in a crouch on a ship. The force was enough to send the ship into another. She jumped off her first ship to another, landing a little easier this time. Perhaps she didn't take down as many ships, but she could fall much further than Ben without getting too hurt. She landed in a crouch not far from where Ben stood.