A/N: How's it goin' bros? My name is Pewwwwdiep- oh. Wait, no it's not. Okay, real talk now. I'm so so sooooo sorry for taking so painfully long with this update! I've been going non-stop for months now and things are finally starting to slow down a little bit. I had to pull my shit together and graduate which was hell, but I did it. My best friend of eight years, Ari (the "Ari" part of "RiverAri" which will probably be changed soon, just FYI), flew over 600 milles to see me and the two of us flew to Colorado for Denver Comic Con and got to hang out with Emmanuelle Vaugier and Rachel Skarsten all weekend which was a total dream (can I just say how amazing they both are, for real though). As soon as I got back and she flew back home I got a new job and have been working hellish hours ever since. BUT I had the day off so I decided to try and update some of my stories since I've been so severely lacking in that particular category of life as of late. SO without further adieu, on to the Valkubus!

Disclaimer: If I owned Lost Girl or its characters, you'd best believe I'd be giving Piazza and Andras a hefty piece of my mind. But I don't so that's not happening.

A resounding, satisfying crack sounded through the relaxed air of the Dal as Tamsin expertly sent the cue ball flying across the table, successfully knocking her last ball into a corner pocket, thereby winning yet another round of pool.

Vilda glared hopelessly at the cleared table, dropping her chin to rest lazily atop her hands holding the top of the pool cue in defeat. "Remind me again how you kicking my ass at pool is considered training?"

Tamsin smirked proudly as she rounded to the other side of the table where her protege stood and smacked her hand down against the younger girl's shoulder. "It teaches you to strategize, which, obviously, you suck at," the blonde teased. "Besides," she said, "you're not always going to be doing Odin's bidding or fighting battles. You will have some down-time and you should at least know how to decently hustle someone before that happens."

"Well, if that was your goal, Tam-Tam, all you had to do was say so!" Kenzi's chipper voice sounded as she and Bo approached the table upon entering the bustling pub. "Step aside, bottle-blonde. Let the master show you how it's done. It's time for mama to bring home the bacon!"

The Valkyrie cocked an eyebrow, unamused, as Kenzi snatched the pool cue from her hands and shoved passed her to set up the next game. She had planned on saying something likely less-than-friendly to the plucky human for being so pushy but one glance at the other have of the recently-arrived duo had her forgetting her own name, let alone her snarky comments.

The succubus looked stunning, as usual. Why Tamsin would expect anything less was completely beyond her at this point. Her brown eyes glistened in contrast to her dark eye makeup under the dim lights of the Dal. Her long hair had been pinned around to the back of her head, leaving the straightened sides to flow artfully over her shoulders. She was wearing a dark purple blouse and tight black leggings tucked into her signature black boots. It took all of Tamsin's strength not to drool at the sight. Get your shit together, Tamsin!

"Hey succulette," the blonde said, somehow managing to maintain a sliver of confidence in her tone. The brunette smiled warmly as she approached the taller woman, placing her hands gently on the Valkyrie's hips when she reached her.

"Hey yourself, detective," Bo drawled slowly, her breath dancing across Tamsin's skin and sending chills through her body. "Don't you just look delicious." She trailed her gaze over the length of the blonde's body, admiring her tight jeans and loose-necked white shirt that offered a favorable view of the warrior's chest.

Tamsin huffed out a short laugh, "Don't tell me you're hungry again. Wasn't it just this morning that we...how do I put this...'handled' that predicament?"

The shorter woman's eyes flashed blue at the memories of their early morning activities. "Mmm, who says a succubus can't request an encore?" she purred seductively, leaning up to graze her lips against Tamsin's ear.

"Break it up skanks, no one wants to see that shit!" Vilda called from a few feet away, causing Kenzi to snort with laughter and completely bomb her shot. Tamsin turned slowly to glare daggers at the younger fae.

"Hey, we're all thinking it," Vilda said through bits of laughter, putting her hands up in surrender in front of her, "I'm just the only one with the balls to say it." She rolled her pale-green eyes before turning back to take her shot.

"Listen here you little shit," Tamsin started to say before she was rudely interrupted by a smooth, chilling voice from the corner of the room.

"Now, now, Tamsin. Is that any way to act like a role-model for the young Valkyrie? Such language is surely uncalled for, wouldn't you agree?" Tamsin nearly choked on her words upon hearing the voice. There was no need to look for the voice's origin; she already knew who was scolding her.

Bo looked up the moment she heard the voice. A pale man leaned against the wall in the corner. He had long, greasy black hair that reached his shoulders and a long, pointed nose. He was reasonably attractive but gave off a rather uneasy vibe. He was dressed very basic, blue jeans and a grey t-shirt. The only thing that really caught Bo's eye was his necklace that didn't seem to fit with the overall appearance of the stranger. It was flashy and gold with a large green gem in the center surrounded by smaller black stones.

"And who the hell are- hey...where'd he-" Bo tried to speak but stopped when the man vanished from sight.

"Oh, now, don't tell me you haven't mentioned me to your little love bunny, Tamsin," the voice said, this time from beside the door of the Dal. Bo, Kenzi, and Vilda all spun to see the man but he disappeared again before they could open their mouths. Tamsin, however, was overly used to his 'party tricks' as she often called them and chose to rest against the edge of the pool table, her arms folded across her chest, chewing the inside of her lip impatiently, obviously unamused.

"What the Houdini- who is this guy!?" Kenzi screeched, whirling around in an attempt to locate the strange newcomer.

"I'm hurt, old friend. I truly am," the man spoke for the third time, this time coming to rest beside the blonde, mimicking her position against the pool table.

Tamsin sighed, turning her annoyed eyes to look at her company. "Are you done?" she asked monotonously.

He scrunched his nose and squeezed one eye shut, similarly to the way she always did and whispered, "Almost." He vanished again, only to reappear directly behind Kenzi, his face centimeters from her ear and quietly uttered, "Boo."

The human yelped in shock and leapt a good two feet from the floor, landing less-than-gracefully on top of Vilda, who appeared to be just as surprised as she was. The man chuckled deeply and sauntered back to his place beside Tamsin, who was still unfazed by the situation.

"Now I'm done," he said proudly, placing a firm hand on the Valkyrie's shoulder. "It's good to see you, friend." At least he sounded sincere...

Tamsin knew better. "Uh huh," she muttered, her eyes narrowed as he grinned mischievously back at her. "Guys, you all remember Asgard's resident asshole, Thor, don't you? Well, this is his reject brother, Loki, Asgard's resident fuck-tard, life-ruiner, and disaster-boy."

Loki laughed lightly, "Oh Tamsin, always with the flattery, you are."

"Whatever," she sighed, rolling her eyes. "Loki, this is-"

"Vilda, young Valkyrie in training under the most talked about Valkyrie to ever have left Asgard," he pointed at Vilda, moving his gaze to the goth next, "Mackenzie Malikov, feisty claimed human of Isabeau McCorrigan..." he then turned his attention to the brunette on the other side of Tamsin. The blonde felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up as the trickster soaked every inch of her lover's appearance in with his eyes. "And finally, the infamous unaligned succubus herself. My dear, you are even more beautiful than the ravens lead on. Might I say, you are quite the celebrity among our land. Everyone is baffled by your ability to turn our most successful Valkyrie's frozen heart into putty between your fingers. I now see the appeal..." he trailed off, taking a few slow steps toward the succubus.

Tamsin stood from the pool table, hands tensed at her sides, blocking the path between Bo and the Jötunn-born god. "Loki," she growled menacingly through clenched teeth. The Æsir blood-brother held up his hands defensively, a knowing smirk on his face.

"No need to get testy now, Valkyrja," he said smoothly, continuing to move in the brunette's direction. "I'm simply curious as to how such a lowly whore could enchant a respected, high-ranking, battle-trained goddess of war such as yourself."

"Don't call her that you twisted Jötunn. Stay the hell away from her or, so help me, I will strap you back under that serpent where you belong," the Valkyrie hissed.

"Kinky," Loki chided. He grinned, but the pain of the memory was evident on his face. At least, it was to Tamsin, if no one else. Though he teased, he no longer continued in his advances. Somewhere inside himself, he knew full well that the blonde was more than capable of carrying out her threat. Even if she was denied passage through the Bifröst, she still had plenty of favors she could cash in on in Asgard. He knew better than to test her, though the thought was tempting.

"Relax, dear sister. I mean you no harm, I give you my word," he said after a moment of awkward tension.

The Valkyrie scoffed, eventually relaxing against a table parallel to the pool table. "Yeah, and you've never deceived anyone in your life."

Loki shrugged, "Details, details." He waved his hand haphazardly as a means of dismissing her accusation.

"Okay, enough of your shit, Loki. Why are you here?" the blonde demanded, becoming increasingly irritated with the entire situation.

"Oh, yes. "I'm here to evaluate the strength of your bond with Vilda and with the succubus."

"Excuse me?" Bo and Tamsin said simultaneously.

"To put it simply, I've been sent to test you."

A/N: Well, I know there was way too much dialogue in that but I needed to set the stage for Loki's personality. I think he'll be around for a bit. Unlike Thor and Freya who just appeared for a second and Brynhilde who comes and goes, will be a constant thorn in the side of Valkubus, at least for the time being.

Hope you guys enjoyed, despite all the dialogue! Again, sorry it's taken me so long to update, I'll do my best to keep them more frequent! Thanks to all of you who have taken the time to review, favorite, and/or follow this story, you're seriously my only motivation at this point (as morbid as that sounds).

xRiver