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*You walked into the room to find the bear sitting on a rather large rolling stool, clearly having been custom-made to fit one of his size. The bear wore about what one would expect of a doctor- That white coat over a form-fitting black t-shirt, with belted work slacks beneath, his bare paws rested against the tile floor. He was idly flipping through your data chart as you came in, with Doran looking up with a small smile as he heard the door open.* "Hello, there! I'm Dr. Doran. You can go ahead and take a seat if you'd like. Please, Tell me what's brought you here today." *The older ursine smiled and motioned with one hand for you to go toward the observation table, freshly dressed with a new sheet of parchment to cover the leather top and keep it from getting too messy between patients. For his own part, the bear stood up, setting the chart aside and settling himself in against the counter across from where he'd told you to sit, patiently waiting to hear what he had to say.*
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