[Jack_Spade]

"That sounds expensive and I'm not sure if she would want surgery. Hard enough as it is. But tell me more, how would that work exactly..."
Cinder tried to keep the man talking until the nurse brought the device

[Volker]

"Nurse! Bring me an auto-injection gun!"
Well, it's simple. Depending on what medication you need, and how often, you usually implant it either somewhere underneath the shoulder, or else directly at the temple. The former can easily be combined with a larger compartment. Thus, it doesn't need to be refilled very often. Every once and again, you open the drawer, so-to-say, and exchange the empty medication packs. If you, however, need medication that is blocked by the blood-brain barrier, you need to install the device above the neck. In that case, you need to re-fill it more often, but still you have the advantage that you can't forget about it. It's linked to your commlink and gives you a warning when the supplies are drawing to an end.
What medication exactly does your Auntie need?"

[Jack_Spade]

"No idea, I always get the readied syringes from our apothecary. But I sure will ask her to consider an implant. But for now I'll take the gun."
Cinder waited for the nurse to bring the object, while continuing the small talk.
"Have you been long in this business? Do you favor the product of a particular corporation or do you carry models from different producers?"

[Volker]

You can tell that Harka only reluctantly joins the conversation, but apparently has no other work to do. Driven by greed, he answers your questions patiently, until the nurse arrives.
"Here", the stout woman says grumpily, " 'nyth'ng else?"
Harka shooes her away and hands you the gun, then bites his lips. "Dammit". Nu-, ah, drek, anyway. Gimme your hand. I'll show you how's it done. Should be able to do, as a doctor, huh?"

[Jack_Spade]

Cinder looked at the injector and grinned: "Kinda looks like those old-timey sci-fi guns. Sure, show me. But don't inject me with air. I hear that is bad for you."
Cinder, who was in fact a certified MET gave the tool to Harka.
"You know, normally I'd have gone to the temple about this, since I'm working for them. But that bitch told me: Lab equipment is only for professional use and not for sale. I mean, come on, they've got so much of that stuff and are always getting more when they need it. Fucking outsiders."

[Volker]

"What do you mean, outsiders, heh? Their head is Sai Baba, right? As far as I know, he is Nepali. Now, pay attention. I don't have a lot of time, right?"

Out of a drawer, he takes out an ampule with a sodium chloride injection and pulls it up. "Gimme your hand, right. See the vene here? You can tap a bit, right..."

[Jack_Spade]

"No, I'm talking about Hatsumoto. I know she his half Nepali half Japanese, but honestly, the way she is conducting herself...
Ah, never mind. At least they pay on time."

Cinder freed his left arm and watched as the doctor prepared the injection.

"They send me out here because some people are asking questions about the temple and the children there. Reporters I guess."

[Volker]

Harka stops mid-motion and casts you a look, his eyes narrowed.

"I have no business with nothing. Why do you come here, lying around an injection gun and then asking funny questions, heh?"

[Jack_Spade]

"Relax man. I told you, I'm strictly on private business here. And all I'm asking is how to operate that thing you are about to poke into me.

But from your reaction I gather they've been here too, eh? Don't worry, they'll be taken care off. They have pestered quite a lot of people recently.

Come on. Do you think I want to antagonize the man who might have to operate my aunt? I promise you I won't mention your name to anyone. Shouldn't have spoken about it anyway. But if you can't trust your doctor who can you trust, eh?

So how is this thing working anyway? You put it on the vein and it shoots the stuff through the skin without poking a hole?"

[Volker]

"Not quite. It does penetrate the epidermis. If your aunt is elderly, we can install an extradermal acess which basically means that we only have to sting her once. The needle is very thin, so it shouldn't hurt and it would hardly bleed. It will bleed of course - the canal has to be big enough for the medicine, right?

Who or who has not been here, is none of my business, if they aren't customers, heh? Take yourself: You're babbling a whole lot o' nonsense. I don't give a fart. You wanna buy a auto-injection gun? That'll be 8,000. If you wanna buy some decent stuff, we can continue talking. If no, I got business to do, right?

Now, can I do something else for you, Sir?"

[Jack_Spade]

"Fine, here's your money. Thanks for the service, just let me see if I understood everything right." Cinder unscrewed one of the reservoirs as the doctor had showed him, pulled out the box of the drugdealer and took out one of the unlabeled syringes, removing the needle before squirting its content into the reservoir.
"So now I wait until it's pressurized, right?"
While holding the injector with his right hand, he fumbled money from his pocket with his left and dropping it.
"Oh, sorry about that. I'll pick it up."
Cinder crouched down and used the moment of distraction to inject the drug into the doctors leg.


Palming skill check:
Palming: 12d6t5 6  [12d6t5=5, 1, 3, 5, 2, 5, 2, 4, 5, 5, 6, 1]

[Volker]

You did receive my private message earlier, didn't you?

[Jack_Spade]

"Oh sorry, how clumsy of me. I didn't intent to bump into you..."

[Volker]

"Nah, never mind. You can pay in nuyen as well, of course. That'd be 80. You want it?"

[Jack_Spade]

"That's alright. Here you are." Cinder laid the injector on the table and counted the money out, while keeping an eye on the doctor to stop him from falling over when the drug began to work.