One of the three men motioned for the other to watch the person at the door. Gabriel moaned on the ground from the fall, as well as one of the attackers. Gabriel glanced over towards one of the three who assaulted him, finding their appearance familair. Shockingly, this one as a woman. She was cloaked in dark colors and had her head wrapped in ebony cloth that only parted for her eyes and ponytail in the back. "Assassin?" Gabriel questioned. The female assassin jumped up and dashed for Gabriel's sword. Gabriel kicked her arm away after running for it himself. She rolled with the moment of the kick, catching herself on her feet and drawing herself up.
She parted her legs and lowered slightly assuming a martial arts stance. "Ladies and gentlemen," Gabriel began, putting one foor forward and an arm down facing tjr ground, "We have ourselves a Ninja." He joked. She rushed at him, impressively utilizing her weight to quickly kick at him, and with strong force. He snatched her leg from the sky and brought up his right leg to strike her. She, without hesitation, took her own foot from under her and kicked Gabriel's leg, sending both of them to the ground. She quickly capatalized, mounting him at the abdomen. "Shit." Gabriel cursed. She struck him across the face before he could raise his block, snd caught him once more with another punch. He them sheltered his face with his forearms and she began to go to town on his ribs. She striked with amazing strength for such a petite woman. Wait a minute...
He thought for a moment, trying to ignore the punches and instead focus on her position and how it felt. This would be an idiotic way to remember someone if he was right...
"Jessica." He said against the punches, the woman yielding in surprise. She jumoed off of him and grabbed him, putting him in the moonlight and slamming him against the wall. "Gabe?" Came the voice, surprised. She removed her face covering, revealing pale skin, gray eyes, a small nose, and an all around beautiful face. "What the hell, Gabe!" She exclaimed. "No no, your not allowed to exclaim! I should be the one exclaiming! I'm exerting my rights to exclaim...now!" He shouted, louder on the last part. She raised a hand over his mouth, shushing him. He attempted to speak, but was muffled. She removed her hand. "What are you doing here?" They both asked each other simultaneously. "No, you tell me." They both said in unison. "To answer your question, this is my home, you dolt." Gabriel said. "And to answer yours, this home is my mark. What happened to that house on the other side of town?" She questioned. "Um, it was on the other side of town. I got one closer to my work. You know the building your currently holding me against? Yeah, that's my smith shop. I would appreciate it if you didn't make an imprint of my body against the wood. It's nice wood." He said, Jessica letting him off of the wall.
"And whats this ninja getup?" Gabriel asked, gesturing his hand across his entire body. "You didn't mention ninja training when we were together, so whats this all of the sudden?" He asked. "I'm not a ninja, im an assassin." She remarked. "Oh, ok, next time someone is trying to kill me, I will be sure to make the distinction." He complained, a giggle coming from her. "What's so funny?" He asked. "You." She responded, hardly able to hold in laughter. "Me? And what is so funny about me?" He sounded offended. "Everything!" She laughed, kneeling over. "I mean, what are the chances that you would be my mark?" She asked.
"You and your buddies nearly killed me." Gabriel exerted. "They are not my 'buddies', Gabriel. They are just other assassin's sent with me. I joined a group of assassins shortly after we broke up. Needed a way to get money." She explained. "So you kill for money now?" He asked. "It's not like that. I only accept a job if the person deserves it." There was an odd silence. "So I deserve it?" Gabriel asked. "And exactly what does it say I did?" Gabriel asked. "Lets talk about this later..." She said, acknowledging the existence of the other assassins.
Meanwhile, the man on the bottom floor watched the Drow from the shadows. If she were to enter and become to suspicious, they would have to take her out.