Shasta tracked Skye from the tavern she, Klaus, and Ronnie ate at, all the way to the arena. Once there, Shasta snuck ahead by using her magic, and sped into the locker room with Maevis still in tow.
Maevis didn't like traveling at high speeds with Shasta. She barely gave her any notice to take a breath, and carried her like a rag doll. At least when Tiberius used to carry her, he'd tuck her in his pocket or jacket.
"No consideration.." Maevis muttered under her breath, but of course Shasta had heard it.
"Shhh! She's coming!" Shasta opened a random locker and dropped Maevis into it unceremoniously; "Stay in here and be quiet. Skye will get suspicious if she sees us together."
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