Bo's apartment was silent, and if it weren't for the petite human sprawled on top of Bo's lap on the sofa then Bo could have sworn there was only her there. Leaning her head back on the soft material of the used sofa, Bo let out a small sigh. Her fingers absent-mindedly drew patterns through Kenzi's hair lovingly. Months had passed since the explosion of the Dal, and Bo's first meeting with the apparent Wanderer. Since that moment, Bo hadn't been whisked away since to that cabin or to anywhere in fact. She wondered if it had all been a dream, the compound. Lauren had still not made an appearance, and Trick had literally just got back off of his vacation to Scotland. Dyson had broken the news to her about Tamsin and the fact her body simply vanished. Bo looked down at the beer bottle in her hand and twirled it around in a circle, allowing the liquid to fizz against the glass. A part of her desperately wanted Tamsin to still be alive, to be out there kicking butt. But her mind always kept dragging her to reality, Dyson's description of Tamsin's final state reminding her that there was no chance Tamsin could survive. Besides, the Valkyrie would have found a way back to them by now.
Every night since she heard the news, something felt missing. Like she had lost a limb or something. Tamsin was one of her closest friends and although towards the end she attempted to betray her, Bo knew that the Valkyrie had a good heart. She knew that despite all her sarcastic remarks, the blonde actually cared for her. For all of them. She was part of the gang and now? She was gone.
It bewildered the succubus how all the others managed to get over it so easily. Dyson was back to solving cases, Trick was now behind the bar, Kenzi was back to being… Kenzi and the Fae world continued as if it hadn't lost someone important. Kenzi had initially offered Bo a shoulder to cry on, but instead Bo decided to keep her mourning to herself. Tamsin had helped them all so much, was Bo really the only one who noticed that?
Shaking her head, Bo leaned forward – careful not to wake the human. She placed her beer down on the table in front of her, and pushed herself up. Quickly, she turned. Her hand slid under Kenzi's head and lowered her down gently on the pillow, making sure not to wake her. Happy that she had succeeded, Bo walked towards her bedroom and lay on her bed.
She could feel herself welling up. Everything had become too much. She wanted someone to hold her, to love her. With things between her and Dyson being far too complicated, and Lauren apparently vanishing off of the face of the earth, Bo had to settle for the sisterly love between her and Kenzi. Bo sighed and closed her eyes. Soon she would need to feed, and having nothing but fast food over the past few months, she knew that whatever meal she would find next wouldn't come close to any feed she could've had with one of her previous lovers. Eyes snapping open, Bo's hues transitioned into a bright blue.
The one thing that could pull her out of this downer would be a decent meal. Determined, she pushed herself off of her bed and gathered her leather jacket from the floor. Smirking at herself in the mirror on the wall, she put it on and effortlessly flicked her long chocolate hair out from beneath its folds. Ensuring she picked up her phone, keys and purse - she strode out of the apartment, with a single glance at her friend to make sure she was still asleep.
Tonight she would dine, and she would make sure that it was nothing less than a five-star meal.
Rather than driving, Bo had hailed a cab - that way she could drink as much as she wanted. Not that getting drunk was on the agenda for the night, but still. She had decided to head into known Dark Fae territory, knowing that all the clubs there would hold a significant amount of strong Fae who she could easily pick up. Walking through the entrance to a club that seemed to be quite similar to Vex's club, her eyes lit up as she grinned.
The place was dark, the only light being flashes of green and often blue. The only other trace of light came from the bar, which in itself was dimly lit with a standard white light. Bo could feel all of the Fae's aura in the place, and each and every one of them were electrifying. Excitement fueled her as she sauntered towards the bar, which was at the very edge of the club – so as not to be in the way of the dance floor. It was crowded, and each person she passed seemed to give her the eye. Smiling and letting out a soft chuckle, Bo knew that she wouldn't have any trouble in not picking a decent meal tonight. The struggle would be in deciding who would be the lucky subject. Finally, Bo managed to get her way to the front of the bar.
After a few moments, the bartender saw her. Bo smiled and leaned forward and smiled sweetly at him. A moment before she had noted that a couple of the guests were drinking some sort of fluorescent blue liquid, and the rim of the glass had an equally fluorescent green dusted around it.
"I'll have whatever the cool kids are having." She winked, and pointed to a female across the bar holding the same drink. The bartender nodded, and put on a show with the mixers, pouring the substance for her. Bo paid him, took the drink and sipped. Immediately she winced. It was horrible, and not surprisingly sickly with alcohol. Bo turned and leant her back on the bar, watching the dancing crowd like a predator. The flashing lights complimented every figure she saw, so to decide who would be the best pick she was sure to concentrate.
She watched the figures sway along to the rhythm of the music, the sight was intoxicating and enough for Bo to simply leap into the crowd and take the first good-looking Fae she could find.
"Vodka, double."
Bo's concentration broke, and she diverted her attention to the blonde that had appeared next to her. Immediately, her mouth opened as she stared in disbelief. The woman was wearing a red leather jacket with black sleeves, black skinny jeans and what appeared to be a white tank top. Her golden blonde locks were tied neatly up into a bun and Bo noted her smouldering eye make-up, her eyeliner outlining and accentuating the woman's vivid blue-white eyes.
"Tamsin?" Her voice was barely audible over the music and the humming of people talking. The blonde had heard her however, and had turned her head so her eyes could meet Bo's confused gaze.
"Have we met?" Tamsin smirked and cocked her head to the side. She took the water that the bartender gave her without even looking at him. Everything changed, Bo's mouth became dry and her breaths became short. Was this even happening? Or was she hallucinating? Did that drink have something in it? Tamsin stared on at her expectedly, but an amused look crept upon her face as she started to realize that the brunette was starting to get flustered. "Okay then." She laughed a little and started to walk away from the Succubus, her vodka in one hand.
Many people had met the Valkyrie in many lifetimes. This brunette could have been anyone, but if she were of any importance then Tamsin would certainly know about it. She brushed the encounter off, and decided to focus on her own task at hand when she was stopped mid stride by the woman.
Bo had reached her hand out and grabbed the Valkyrie by the shoulder, forcing her to face Bo once more. Bo stared at her and forced her hunger at bay, now looking at the blonde with pleading eyes. She had so many questions for the Valkyrie. How could she be alive? How could she be here? Why did she look at her like she was some crazy stranger?
"Tamsin, I…" She trailed off as the Valkyrie pushed her hand off her shoulder with her free hand. Bo felt hurt, and cringed as the Valkyrie laughed again.
"Look…" The blonde scrunched her nose and sympathetically patted Bo's arm, "If we've met before, I don't remember you," She shrugged and sighed, "sorry." The apology didn't sound sincere, it were as if she had recited it many times before. It was almost like she was mocking her.
To Bo, Tamsin might've well slapped her right across the cheek. Before she could even retort, or come up with something, Tamsin turned her back to the succubus once more and disappeared into the crowds. Bo screamed inside, but was speechless. For the past several months she thought that her friend was dead, but there she had been, laughing and acting like… well, Tamsin. The old, hard ass Tamsin that she had originally met. Bo started breathing heavily, it were as if somebody had just put a plastic bag over her head and showed no sign of loosening it. The succubus shoved her way through the crowds, pushing Fae out of the way as she went. Bo was suffocating, she had to get out.
Finally, she burst through the club's doors, doubling over as soon as she met the cold night air. Gasping as if she had just burst out from the surface of the sea, Bo steadied herself by leaning on the wall to the side of the nightclub. It took her a couple of minutes for her to regain her composure. Though her body had calmed down, her mind was still reeling from the encounter. Tamsin was dead, there was no way that it would be her. It just wasn't possible. She trusted Dyson in his judgement, and his recollection of what had happened.
A part of her wanted to go back inside to try to find her, but the part of her that stopped her made her terrified, scared of what she might find or not find. It was clear to her that Bo wasn't ready for any of this just yet. After all, she and Lauren were on their break, but she still loved the human. Maybe that, Tamsin's death and the sickly cocktail combined made a whole new guilt cocktail for the succubus. Guilty for betraying her love for Lauren, guilty for letting Tamsin go without her, and guilty for trying to move on and feed.
A ringtone brought back Bo's attention from her inner turmoil. Bo hadn't realized, but her hands were shaking as she fumbled for her cell. Without checking the caller ID, Bo answered.
"Uh, hello?" Her voice shook slightly, still trying to silence her own inner battles.
"Bo-Bo? You okay?" It was Kenzi and Bo recognized her straight away if not for her worried tone, but by her friend's nickname. "Only I woke up a couple of minutes ago on my own, and obviously you're not here so…" She gasped "Oh Fae, are you getting your succulips on? Shit!"
Somehow, Kenzi had a way of saving her from any situation. What on earth would she do without her? "I'm fine, Kenz." Bo smiled down the phone, "Don't worry, I was trying to get my charms on, only…" She trailed off, and Tamsin's smirk flashed in her mind and all of a sudden her thoughts started to fly through her mind again. "Only it didn't work out."
Kenzi blatantly huffed down the line. "Wow. You're off your game huh?" Bo could hear Kenzi walking about the apartment "Well! Don't you worry. Ol' Kenzi here has got some ice cream with your name all over it." She giggled "Oh! And a boatload of candy, too. Get your Fae butt over here!" Bo laughed down the line. Right now, she had to be with her bestie. It was the only way she would be able to make sense of it all.
"I'm on my way, Kenz."
Tamsin had moved swiftly between the dancing drunks. She had shrugged the encounter with the brunette off, maybe she was someone she had met briefly through her line of work and Tamsin made a lasting impression with her. Honestly, the Valkyrie didn't pay any mind about who the other woman was. Right now she had an important meeting to attend, and couldn't afford to pay any attention to a confused, drunk Fae.
The blonde sauntered towards the VIP section, and glided up the staircase. The bouncers at the bottom didn't ask for ID, or a reservation. They simply allowed her passage. A woman dressed in a tight red dress that cut off way before the knee was sat on a sofa. Behind her were her guards, all dressed in black. Tamsin sat on the sofa that mirrored the older woman, and put her drink down on the glass table that sat between them.
"So glad you could make it." The woman's eyebrow arched as she smirked.
"I aim to please." Tamsin grinned, and stretched her arms back on the sofa, spreading them out gracefully. "So," She started with a sigh. "What is it you want from me, Evony?"
The Morrigan squirmed at her name and shook her hand as if to dismiss her. She lifted her own drink of wine and took a sip, her vivid scarlet lipstick staining the glass. "Please. I'm your boss, let's be more professional." Her tone was more demanding than polite. Leaning back into her own seat, The Morrigan crossed her legs and smiled. "What I want from you, Valkyrie," She paused, as if to think about her wording carefully, "Is to help me retrieve information, and an artefact from the Light Fae." Satisfied, she took another sip of her wine.
Tamsin chuckled and raised her eyebrows, sighing deeply she also reached for her own drink. "Well!" She took a large gulp of her double and placed it back down. From her relaxed position she leaned forward, with the trademark Tamsin smirk. "You seem to be forgetting that I'm aligned with the Dark. Under your rule. What makes you think I could take this artefact from the Light more than you can?"
Evony gave another laugh. "Because, I have someone in mind that can help you – she's unaligned. If the artefact still happened to be on Light grounds then she would be able to aide you so you have access." She swirled her glass around. "It's simple really, just pick up a package and deliver it to me." Evony knew that Tamsin had no recollection of Bo. Ever since the blonde had been brought to her, Tamsin's memory of the past several months seemed to have diminished. She didn't even bat an eyelash at the 'unaligned' client of hers. "As for the information part of it. The unaligned Succubus has friends in high places. I need you to get more information on whether they intend to keep this temporary truce up for much longer. I need you to fill me in on any plans they have to overpower us. Understand?"
Rolling her eyes, the Valkyrie felt insulted that such a task was assigned to her. Someone of a lower ranking could easily complete the errand, rather than an ex-warrior like herself. She used to be part of a noble, proud race. Now she was reduced to 'collect and deliver' tasks. "Fine." She drank the rest of her drink and stared at her. "But why me?" Anyone could have completed the task, even the henchmen behind them if they put all their heads together.
The Morrigan always did love the company of the Valkyrie. Always so inquisitive, even in this lifetime. She was right to after all, especially with the Morrigan and her track record. She told herself silently that she couldn't confide in Tamsin as to why she really wanted her on this task. Having the unaware Tamsin partnered up with her forgotten friend, would be torture for Bo. She needed to get her own back for the Succubus taking her photo in a compromising position, and if Tamsin agreed to this she would enjoy every minute. Bo was a necessity in her plan, not only was she powerful but like she mentioned to Tamsin she could easily get her into any Light territory. "Well, you get the job done." She played innocent, but she knew Tamsin would still question her. "Besides, I trust you more than most of the goons that work for me." She smiled sweetly. "You should feel honored."
Tamsin groaned, rolled her eyes and stood up, her hands brushing her thighs. "Whatever. You're boring me." She folded her arms. "What's this artifact that I'm looking for?" Tamsin looked at her with a cold stare.
"Oh please, you think I want to explain all of this now?" She shook her hand to dismiss Tamsin again. "Meet me at the agency tomorrow, I'll explain everything to both you and the Succubus" She rolled her eyes "If there's one thing I hate it's explaining myself more than once."
The Valkyrie bowed sarcastically, stretching her arms out. "Fine." She accentuated the first half of the word, showing her blatant disapproval of what seemed to her to be a pointless meeting. Straightening herself up, she huffed. "Later." Without turning back, Tamsin walked away from the Morrigan, wondering just what this 'unaligned Succubus' was like.