"Yes, my base."
"Mhmmmmmmm...do you-wanna elaborate...?"
She raised an eyebrow at him
"Oh-Yea-My bad, well, first I want you to guess..you've seen how I fight, so you tell me what you think 'My Base' means.."
"Welllllll-I'd assumeeee it has something to do with the illegal gangs that run rampant in the lower class areas of the city, buttttttt..."
"Ahhhh-Exactly, your an expert at this, also..if you don't mind i'd like you to thank Wayne, the guy that took the bullet out and stitched you up.."
"Um-yeah, I'd like to thank him too-I'm not ungrateful..."
"Alright, I'll be right back I'll go get him."
He then turned around, walking out the room, going down the hall and into the center of the base.
"Wayne, could you follow me please?"
??:"Yep, I'm coming.."
"Alright.."
He then started walking back.
She was sitting up, looking around curiously
they continued walking, almost being there.
She slowly got up, seeing her arm was in a sling
