The noise was the sound of an incredibly loud BUG BUZZ, far louder than any common wild Pokémon could produce. A worried-looking Shiny Galarian Rapidash stood as close as he felt safe, squinting to try to keep the disruptive racket from frying his psychic powers. Unable to take it anymore as the vibration peaked, he galloped away. Taking his place was a Flygon previously hidden in the trees, her entire body glowing bright green. If Aubre was familiar with fields of Infinity Energy, she would be able to detect a very powerful field of it running between the Flygon and the source of the cacophonous buzzing: a Yanmega whose wings were nearly invisible. If she squinted, Aubre may have been able to identify a faint red-and-green streak of light seemingly floating above the insect's right wing.

As the buzzing slowed and dropped in intensity, the streak of light would become more and more pronounced. When they fully came to rest, Aubre might behold a truly bizarre scene: the light was actually a young woman with a euphoric-looking face, wearing a Flygon-themed SYGNA SUIT and seated on the Yanmega's wing! Her hair stood on end from the powerful vibration she had absorbed. Tilting her head to the heavens, she let out a loud whoop of triumph as she felt the blood flow start to return to her legs and arms.

It took her a minute or two to notice Aubre, all four of her limbs still feeling like jelly from the most intense adrenaline rush any of her Pokémon had to offer. "I... I should be fine!" she replied under heavy breaths. Reynir instinctively returned to her side and touched the reckless rider with the flat of his horn, hoping to ease her otherworldly dizziness.

The Yanmega, if anything, looked proud, both of Shalin and of himself for being able to buzz his suited trainer about. Though the temptation was great to fire up his wings again, he knew Shalin had her limits, even with the power of her suit. She let the still-dizzy rider greet Aubre, tilting his wing to keep her balanced on it until she was ready to stand on her own two feet again.

"Oh, I wouldn't ever actually fly on Flit like this," Shalin sheepishly answered, perhaps a bit hard to understand with her body still shaking a but from the powerful vibration that had just coursed through her. "Mostly trying to find out what this SYGNA SUIT can and can't do," she shrugged, not wanting to admit to a stranger that she was riding her Yanmega's wing mostly for the thrill.

Eventually, the intense jelly-like feeling in her limbs ceased, Shalin sliding off Flit's wing and toward Reynir, who was quick to give her a second dose of healing energy. "It's hard to explain, as everyone's suit is different. Mine lets me... survive extreme motion, which I can use to raise the power of my Pokémon's Bug Buzz and Boomburst attacks when need be." It was becoming increasingly more difficult for her to hide from Aubre that she was having the time of her life doing so, too. Without her suit, she would become paste from being thrown up and down dozens of times per second. No amount of natural strength or stamina could let a human survive that; it was all in her suit.

"Oh right, I'm Shalin, the wildest Pokémon rider this side of Hoenn!" she introduced herself with her tacky title as Reynir did her best to crouch and let his trainer aboard. Shalin didn't hop on quite yet, though.

As gravity continued to stretch the wild child's hair back to its normal shape, the overwhelming tingling sensation in her body faded with it. Even with her suit protecting her from physical harm, the vibration was still more disorienting than anything she had ever experienced. She clearly appreciated the doctor's concern; what she did would have wrecked her spine without her suit on. It was that supernatural energy between herself and her Flygon that made the impressive feat possible at all. "It's okay!" she chirped back, at last climbing aboard Reynir and resting her hand on the Galarian Rapidash's healing horn. The tingling feeling completely disappeared. "That's natural for anyone to assume."

Shalin's smile widened as Aubre inquired about her extravagant wear. "It is! This is only the start; as I get more experience with it, I want to see what other types of motion it can let me endure." She went on to describe several other Pokémon that grew ever more ridiculous to those not familiar with the power of the suits. Some of the most outlandish ones included Beedrill, Starmie, and Venusaur.

Shalin threw her hands into the air at Aubre's second apology, forgetting she had Reynir's reins in her hands. The horse suddenly reared, startling Shalin at first but leaving her with a still-widening smile. "Phew! Sorry about that, buddy," she gently pat the yellow-and-teal Shiny Pokémon before turning back to Aubre. "It's okay! You don't need to apologize so much!" Her eyes shifted toward the Farigiraf. "That's a slick ride you've got there, Aubre!" she complimented. "Never seen a Pokémon like that before!"

Shalin's cheeks turned red with embarrassment. How could she explain to Aubre what her suit could do without sounding like a total maniac? The very concept of sitting on a Venusaur's vine mid-Vine Whip was as alien as a Buzzwole. Wracking her mind, she at last came up with one that, to her, didn't seem too outlandish. "Something like... riding directly on a Starmie rather than being towed by one!" While she didn't explicitly state she would be taking advantage of its dizzyingly fast Rapid Spin, perhaps the doctor could put two and two together.

Empathy could go too far; Aubre wasn't the first person that took responsibility for things that weren't their fault. If anything, it was a great leadership skill when used in moderation. "Oh, wow! I didn't know Girafarig could evolve! At least I think that's what your Pokémon evolved from?" she cried. There were so many new species to learn about, and so little time! She was still working on understanding the Galarian ones, and now there were Paldean species, too? It never ended, did it?

Shalin giggled at Aubre's punch line. "It's hard raising really big Pokémon, isn't it? I try to keep to ones that are bigger than me but not too much so." Her water-types were the one big exception to that rule.

With her mount calmed down, Shalin mentally commander Reynir to enter a trot the Farigiraf could easily keep up with. "Try not to fall too far behind!" she teased, ready to speed up just when Aubre was about to catch her.

It was dangerous. A Starmie's Rapid Spin would be incredibly dizzying. Their layers could rotate so quickly that they shook, adding another layer of difficulty to such a crazy feat. "I wouldn't try it without my Sygna Suit, that's for sure!" That Flygon suit of hers let her perform ridiculous, physics-defying feats of thrill that she was one of the few people in the world who could experience them "safely". It let her withstand fast and powerful vibration, whirling as fast as a boat propeller, and even the whiplash of a Venusaur vine. Any of those would reduce a normal person's body to paste.

In her suit, she was far from a normal person.

"I don't think I could raise all the Pokémon I have without living off-grid," Shalin admitted, having a large chunk of land within Petalburg Woods to herself. Well, as close to "all to herself" as she could get; she did have to share it with local wild Pokémon that could be a bit of a nuisance. "I've got Pokémon like that, too," Shalin related Aubre's tale of the pacifist Arthur. "Sonnet, a Shiny Kommo-o I have, is like that. She won't battle at all. She's still really helpful at clearing rubble and what not, but she won't fight unless her life depends on it."

The wind in their ears and faces picked up as the psychic-types cantered through the woods, Shalin having more fun than she thought she would bouncing on the equine's back. Was the unicorn-like Pokémon trying to be a tougher ride on purpose? Regardless, she was loving the pace and the feel of Reynir's running stroke. It was fast, but not too fast like her Gym Leader friend loved. Each of Arthur's strides propelled them farther than Reynir, forcing them to match the larger Pokémon's canter with more rapid ones of his own.

Shalin understood Aubre's concerns; the green-ette was an odd one. Ettie was the only other person she knew that lived off-grid like she did. It wasn't to say that she didn't have a shelter; a hollow yet stout tree made for a perfect place to hunker down in the event of inclement weather. "It's not as bad as you think; with how close Petalburg is to the coast, it doesn't get that cold in the winter. Some nights it can be a little nippy, but that's what covers are for. Not like it snows out here or anything that would make you hypothermic."

The doctor's words and thoughts were true. "There's so much more to Pokémon than the tools of war that League officials make you want to believe they are. If I ever ache somewhere, Sonnet can relax it away. People don't think of Pokémon like that." Though they were known for their vibrations being extremely loud and powerful, they were capable of dialing things back to the point where they could give wonderful massages.

Aubre's warning sign gave Shalin the reaction time to command Reynir to duck in kind, the rider also leaning as low as she could. She felt the sting of the branch's edge nicking her cheek. Though a red scratch had appeared, no blood had been lost. Yet. "Good eye, Aubre," Shalin complimented. "I'd have missed that."

Running water and lightbulbs were important, yes, but Shalin had a pure lake that easily collected rainwater due to its location fairly far from civilization. If she needed electricity for anything, she could use a portable rechargable battery fueled by her Pokémon. The most important thing for her was not having to deal with noise ordinances. As it turned out, Beedrill were already loud. beedrill that were Reynir's size were deafeningly loud.

Following Aubre's command, Shalin lightly kicked Reynir's sides, the Galarian Rapidash picking up the pace. "Whee-hee!" the rider cried, not used to going quite so fast on the ground. Though it was vibration and other forms of extreme motion that truly got her blood pumping, a Pokémon's rapid gallop could do so equally well, as long as they didn't go too fast. She had become sick the last time she got to ride the Mauville Gym Leader's Zeraora.

As the psychic-types galloped on, the Rustboro skyline came into view past the last layer of trees. "Gotta admit, Rustboro looks pretty from this far away," she exhaled, watching Aubre to see if she would return to the forest or head into more open grass.