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Tiberius Rex fell back on his haunches outside the bar, staring up at the door handle. Ti wondered vaguely how all the other four-footed creatures managed to get in without having, like, thumbs.
As such, Ti threw his great head back, and gave four sharp barks.
"Hey! Someone open the damn door!"
Tiberius Rex
A wolfdog with a dry sense of humor and a biting force that can tear through a man's torso like butter. Former member of SCD Fugitive Recovery, currently with the Major Cases Squad.
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by ViceVersus
Last seen at: Gambit's Bar
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Tiberius Rex's Story
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Tiberius Rex In the bar's dark corner, Ti lifted his head off his paws. He had been curled up there on his belly for the better part of the evening, bright eyes observing all there was to see in Gambit's bar.
The wolfdog could smell everything. The magic, the wood, the chips of paint and the feel of rebuilding. It wasn't very interesting, but even if he kept his eyes closed, Ti still had a pretty good picture of what was going on.
As this was true, he lowered his head again, tail making just one broad sweep. Unless something more exciting happened, he'd stay right where he was. Like he had been ordered.
The wolfdog could smell everything. The magic, the wood, the chips of paint and the feel of rebuilding. It wasn't very interesting, but even if he kept his eyes closed, Ti still had a pretty good picture of what was going on.
As this was true, he lowered his head again, tail making just one broad sweep. Unless something more exciting happened, he'd stay right where he was. Like he had been ordered.
Tiberius Rex The boredom kept gnawing at him, and eventually the shaggy wolfdog lurched to his feet. He padded quietly over to the bar, where he fell back on his haunches and looked up at Dom almost expectantly.
The gnarled bartender did his best to try and ignore Ti. After about ten awkward seconds, Ti cleared his throat, and probably would have raised his eyebrows if he had them.
"Oh. What?" Dom threw down his rag, irritated as though Ti had really interrupted something important. "Ain't got no extra bones for you, if that's what you're after."
"Not really what I'm after, no .. " Ti said in a dry tone, pretty thoroughly unamused. "I'm an SCD Agent, believe it or not, and I've been staking out your bar for most of the night."
Dom groped for the rag again, looking at the great wolfdog at his feet. "Well, I'll be damned. What do they have you do, then?"
"Investigate murders? I don't know." Ti curled his tail around his feet. Were all two-legs this thick-skulled?
The gnarled bartender did his best to try and ignore Ti. After about ten awkward seconds, Ti cleared his throat, and probably would have raised his eyebrows if he had them.
"Oh. What?" Dom threw down his rag, irritated as though Ti had really interrupted something important. "Ain't got no extra bones for you, if that's what you're after."
"Not really what I'm after, no .. " Ti said in a dry tone, pretty thoroughly unamused. "I'm an SCD Agent, believe it or not, and I've been staking out your bar for most of the night."
Dom groped for the rag again, looking at the great wolfdog at his feet. "Well, I'll be damned. What do they have you do, then?"
"Investigate murders? I don't know." Ti curled his tail around his feet. Were all two-legs this thick-skulled?
Tiberius Rex didn't even turn, wince, or otherwise when the door flew open. It made his ears twitch, of course, but Ti was properly used to two-legs being about ten times as loud as was necessary ..
Tiberius Rex slid down onto his belly again in front of all the barstools. Dom finished wiping down his current glass, and squinted at Doryn as he came near.
"Walls first, then doors. Then things inside." The bartender said gruffly. "What can I get you? We're slowly getting restocked."
"Walls first, then doors. Then things inside." The bartender said gruffly. "What can I get you? We're slowly getting restocked."
Tiberius Rex "Probably not." Dom craned his head back, perusing the shelves. "None of the usual imports have come in yet, we've got all the local stuff from the Wing City brewery. That a problem?"
Tiberius Rex "Unless you have some really drawn-out, extended metaphor for Wing City and the motherland, then no."
Tiberius Rex Dom stared impassively. "We have Capri-Sun. Apparently, that's indestructible."
Tiberius Rex gave a snort of laughter from below.
Tiberius Rex "We've got beer, mostly." Dom stroked the coarse stubble on his chin. "Ain't got much, to be honest. New owners want to worry about the building before they start pulling orders again."
Tiberius Rex "Yes."
Tiberius Rex looked up. "What's that about a blue lady?"
Tiberius Rex Dom slid the Crow Man a bottle of the latter. "Bottoms up."
Tiberius Rex lifted his head off his paws, ears perked.
Tiberius Rex sat back on his haunches outside of Gambit's Bar. Due to his lack of thumbs and the establishment's lack of doggy door (not that he'd ever force himself through one of those) the wolfdog just sat, and he just waited.
Eventually he tilted his great head back and gave three booming barks.
Eventually he tilted his great head back and gave three booming barks.
Ti hated coming to Gambit's Bar.
FIrst of all, there was no way to get in. He had no thumbs for the door handle, and even if Gambit's did have one of those thrice-damned 'doggie doors' he'd rather lose every hair on his body than use one. He felt like an idiot sitting outside and just barking for someone to let him in, too. That was never ideal.
It reeked in there, as well. There was that to consider. Ti's nose was trained to detect traces of magic as well as just the normal, everyday foul human odors. His skills were more suited to following trails in the mountains or somewhere out in the field -- stuffing the two-legs all into one room where the magic and emotions went wild was a good way to make Ti's eyes cross from the signals. Disgusting.
Finally -- the thing that TI hated the most about going to Gambit's Bar were the looks he got from people. Not the -- "why is there a dog in here?" sort of look. But the -- "is it going to talk?" look. He hated that. Detested it, but as much as the -- "does it turn into a human?" look. That one involved the raising of eyebrows, which had always been one of Ti's least favorite human expressions.
Awful. It was just an awful place.
And Catalina had been kind enough to leave the door open.
Tiberius Rex slinked in, and if he were human his face would have said to Liesha something along the lines of -- "don't even ask .. "
FIrst of all, there was no way to get in. He had no thumbs for the door handle, and even if Gambit's did have one of those thrice-damned 'doggie doors' he'd rather lose every hair on his body than use one. He felt like an idiot sitting outside and just barking for someone to let him in, too. That was never ideal.
It reeked in there, as well. There was that to consider. Ti's nose was trained to detect traces of magic as well as just the normal, everyday foul human odors. His skills were more suited to following trails in the mountains or somewhere out in the field -- stuffing the two-legs all into one room where the magic and emotions went wild was a good way to make Ti's eyes cross from the signals. Disgusting.
Finally -- the thing that TI hated the most about going to Gambit's Bar were the looks he got from people. Not the -- "why is there a dog in here?" sort of look. But the -- "is it going to talk?" look. He hated that. Detested it, but as much as the -- "does it turn into a human?" look. That one involved the raising of eyebrows, which had always been one of Ti's least favorite human expressions.
Awful. It was just an awful place.
And Catalina had been kind enough to leave the door open.
Tiberius Rex slinked in, and if he were human his face would have said to Liesha something along the lines of -- "don't even ask .. "
Ti had found a corner where he could appropriately skulk. He rested his great head on his paws, yellowish eyes taking in all the sights before him. Feet, and the bottoms of chairs. If he were human, he would have sighed.
replied the wolfdog. His speech seemed unwieldly, as though he hadn't used that particular method of conversation in a while.
Ti let her approach him, let her keep her head higher than his. He was much larger than she was; he had the thick coat and muscles of any Alpha male were he running with other wolves, and not two-legs. He regarded her with little emotion (he was, after all, a wolf).
was all he said with a flick of his ears.
Ti did mind, but he just kept staring at her. No, he wasn't like the other wolves that trotted in and out of here -- he had a job, he worked with the humans, he even went by one of their names. SCD Agent.
he agreed rather vaguely.
And he left it at that.
Ti blinked yellowish eyes.
And he left it at that.
Ti blinked yellowish eyes.
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