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Sitting just
above Gaimans bakery, a half mile north of the combat zone and 4 blocks
east of the Forlorn Hope lies the underground clinic of Doctor Dan
Brown. Of course he isn't a real doctor anymore, the state made
sure
of that when he was arrested for failing to report a gunshot
wound.
Dan Brown isn't his real name either, thats another secret he doesn't
share.
Nothing
about this clinic is legal. Dan installs
illicit
cyber, makes illegal modifications, buys stolen cyber, and even custom
builds implants for the well paying customer as well as . The
clinic also serves as a street emergency room for those of the less law
abiding community who need a safe place to seek medical attention with
no questions asked. Dan doesn't advertise,
he is known to those who need to know him. He survives by
reputation
and cunning, and always knowing where to draw the line, even if it well
past where the law says it ends.
Dan keeps
a small inventory of used cyber, mostly stolen pieces that he
has purchased and repaired. The inventory is always changing but
his
prices remain the same.
Standard
Cyberware he buys for 1 tenth of the listed value, after
he makes any repairs necessary he sells it for 50% of the listed
value. For an additional fee of 2000eb he will custom modify any
cyber
to the customers satisfaction, plus the cost of parts. For
illegal
modification he charges an extra 500eb plus parts. For twice the
listed value Dan will also custom craft from scratch and cyber the
customer desires.
Dan is a
skilled surgeon and master cybertechnician. His clinic may
look filthy but rest assured his instruments and his operating room are
kept very sterile and in immaculate condition. For implantation
he
charges the listed price, but charges double for the medication,
including painkillers and speedheal. With his facilities he can
handle most procedures, including Full Conversion Replacement with the
aid of his assistant. His assisistant is a former med school
student named Mary Ringer who was expelled after she was caught
stealing narcotics from the dispensary. She works here in order
to pay for her morphine habit. In addition to her invaluable
service as his assistant, Mary is adept at biosculpting due to her
former career goal of becoming a plastic surgeon. Her skilled
hands have been put to the test often in creating new faces for anyone
needing to dissapear.
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