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miyako doesn't know what to focus on as they soar through the air—the world below them, the wind rushing past them, or the feeling of ares beneath her, so powerful. it's all so overwhelming, and yet she feels like she's finally found the rush she's always craved.[break][break]

as they descend into mauville, she can't help but feel a sense of awe at the sheer size and scope of the city. she's never been to a city like this before, and the thought of all the different things she could do and see is almost enough to make her dizzy with excitement.[break][break]

"thanks for the ride," she says breathlessly as she slides off ares' back, feeling the heat radiating off his scales even from where she stands. "i'll definitely check out your gym."[break][break]

she watches as josh heads off to his gym, already planning her next move. she's got a lot to think about—about her new pokemon, about signing up for the mauville gym challenge, about her future in general.[break][break]

but for now, she's just going to enjoy the moment. she grins as she looks out over the city, feeling more alive than she ever has before.

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well, shit. this is probably the most excitement route 102's had in years.[break][break]

miyako stands at the edge of the action, cop uniform wrinkled and slightly askew, a cigarette lazily perched between two fingers. the camera around her neck is of much more interest at the moment than the taser at her hip, as she's made it abundantly clear to her precinct that she's off-duty - and besides that, it's not like anyone's asking her to intervene. as the battle between the league and rocket unfolds in front of her, her one free hand fiddles with her camera, zooming in and out on the chaotic scene before her.[break][break]

it's not often, after all, that she gets to capture human emotion in it's rawest form, outside of crime scenes - and those have a tendency to be a bit more... one-sided. here, there's passion. fury. desperation.[break][break]

click. a grin snaps into place on her face, one completely at odds with the chaos unfurling before her. this? this is good shit. the makings of a stellar photo series, at the very least.[break][break]

and besides that, she adds mentally with a smirk as she watches a rocket grunt get smacked aside by a particularly furious heracross, it's not like anyone else around here is doing any actual police work. just her usual brand of... well, miyako work.[break][break]

someday, she tells herself, she'll submit these to a competition. and then, she laughs out loud at the thought, startling a bird nearby. the day miyako noguchi wins a photography competition for pictures of the league skirmish? that's the day hell freezes over.[break][break]

but until then, she's content to watch, snap a few pictures... and maybe, just maybe, step in if things get a little too out of hand. maybe.

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miyako's smile falters slightly as bass boost kicks up the vibrations, the sudden intensity causing her muscles to tense involuntarily. "okay, okay, i get it," she laughs weakly, holding up her hands in surrender. "you win, i won't try to ride you without a sygna suit. no need to shake me to death."[break][break]

she settles back into the saddle, letting out a soft sigh as the vibrations return to their previous, more manageable level. "seriously though, this is great," she repeats, rolling her neck as the seismitoad's soothing massage continues. "i didn't realize how sore i was until now."

she tilts her head at shalin's mention of a land grant, her curiosity piqued. "what's that? like, the government giving you land for a specific purpose or something?"[break][break]

miyako may be an officer of the law, but many sworn cops are not as knowledgeable about the specifics as the public would like to believe.[break][break]

in terms of an amusement park, though, miyako's brain is running at a million miles a minute, already imagining the possibilities of a petalburg theme park. she can picture the roller coasters, the carousel ride with all of shalin's pokemon, the arcades... the list goes on. "would be cool if you ever went through with it," miyako admits with a smile as she leans the sorest parts of her back into the comforting vibrations of bass boost. "theme parks are my fave. used to go to them all the time when i was a kid."

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miyako's breath catches in her throat as she watches ares transform before her eyes. she's never seen anything quite like it before—the sheer power radiating off the mega evolved charizard is enough to send tingles down her spine. the blue fire that engulfs him is mesmerizing, and for a moment, she can't help but stare in awe.[break][break]

but then josh's voice breaks through her reverie, and she shakes herself out of her stupor, remembering what he said earlier about taking her to mauville in style. "yeah," she breathes, her voice filled with a newfound sense of excitement. "let's do this."[break][break]

miyako clambers onto ares' back with a grin, feeling the heat radiating off his scales even from where she sits. she can feel the power thrumming through him like an engine, and it's enough to make her heart race with anticipation.[break][break]

once they're both settled on ares' back, josh takes off, the air around them shimmering with heat as they soar higher and higher into the sky. miyako can feel the cold biting at her cheeks, but she doesn't care, too entranced by the sight before her—the world spreading out below them like a map, the wind rushing past her face, the roar of ares' flame mixing with the pounding of her heart.[break][break]

"wow," she breathes again, the word feeling inadequate in comparison to the enormity of the experience. but there's nothing else she can say, nothing else she can do, but hold on tight and enjoy the ride.

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miyako's breathing quickens as the ground becomes the sky becomes the ground again, the world turning over on itself in a dizzying dance. fancy-pants moves through the motions with practiced ease, leaning into the loop with the grace of a swan taking flight. the trust between her and miyako has never been stronger, a silent connection flowing between them like electricity as they navigate the loop with all the skill and talent of a seasoned racer.[break][break]

as they exit the loop, the world rights itself once more, but miyako knows that this is only a brief respite before the next challenge. she can hear the roar of the crowd in her ears, a distant echo that sounds like the rush of her own blood pounding in her veins.[break][break]

faster. faster. faster.[break][break]

she thinks to herself, urging fancy-pants onwards as if by sheer willpower alone.[break][break]

ahead of them looms the spiral, uphill curve, marked by the green flags that wave in the wind like banners of warning. miyako knows that this will be a test of not only her physical strength but her mental fortitude as well. she grits her teeth, determination flashing behind her glasses as she prepares herself for the long bank and the strain it will undoubtedly put on her body.[break][break]

with a deep breath, she leans into fancy-pants, feeling the togekiss' muscles bunch beneath her as they prepare to take on the curve. the air rushes past them, whipping miyako's hair back from her face as they plunge into the spiraling turn, gravity pressing down on them like a heavyweight champ.[break][break]

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miyako can't help but feel a surge of jealousy at the thought of josh's other adventures, each one more thrilling than the last. she's always been the kind of woman to yearn for the new experiences of an adventure, and the thought of venturing into uncharted territories and facing off against powerful pokemon is enough to make her buzz with excitement.[break][break]

"i'll definitely hit them up," she says, making a mental note to look up the mentioned people as soon as possible. "i wanna mega evolve something one day."[break][break]

when josh asks where she's headed next, miyako hesitates for a moment, her mind racing with possibilities. she could go back to pacifidlog and continue exploring the city, or she could venture out into the unknown and see where the wind takes her.[break][break]

honestly, anything to keep her out of slateport, out of her apartment, out of the precinct.[break][break]

"anywhere, honestly," she admits with a slightly somber smile. "anywhere but back home."

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miyako nods, understanding the weight of shalin's responsibilities as captain. she can only imagine how hectic and overwhelming it must be, especially with a war on the horizon. "yeah, i can't imagine how busy you must be," she agrees with a sympathetic grimace. "but hey, if you ever decide to retire, it sounds like you've got a good business plan to fall back on."[break][break]

she tilts her head at shalin's caution about bass boost, her interest piqued even further. "really fast, huh?" she repeats, grinning as she approaches the seismitoad. "i think i can handle that."[break][break]

she swings her leg over bass boost's back, settling into the saddle with a wince. the vibrations from the toad's bumps are immediately apparent, humming through miyako's body like a gentle massage. "well, hello," she murmurs appreciatively, rolling her shoulders as the vibrations work out some of the tension.[break][break]

"you sure know how to pick 'em, shalin," she says, flashing the ranger captain a grateful smile. "this is exactly what i needed."

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there had been that rollercoaster, back when miyako was just a sprout—couldn't have been more than twelve years old at the time, still tiny and unafraid of the world. she'd sat in the front seat and watched the sky turn into the ground, screaming at the top of her lungs until she could taste blood.[break][break]

that rollercoaster, like everything else, id been nothing compared to this.[break][break]

miyako's heart pounds in her chest as the starting signal sounds, adrenaline surging through her veins. she leans forward, gripping fancy-pants' reins tight enough to drain blood from her knuckles as the togekiss springs into motion, air rushing past them in long, blinding tendrils.[break][break]

the initial stretch of the course is deceptively simple, with gentle curves that allow miyako to focus on building up speed. however, the presence of the other racers makes navigating these curves more challenging than it initially seems. miyako finds herself jostling for position, trying to find the ideal line to maximize her velocity.[break][break]

as they approach the first vertical loop, marked by the yellow triangle-shaped signs, miyako feels a twinge of apprehension. she's never attempted anything quite like this before, and the thought of flying upside down is both thrilling and terrifying. but there's no time for doubt now - she has to trust in fancy-pants and her own abilities.[break][break]

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miyako leans against starr's side, catching her breath as she watches the chaos unfold around them. the floatzel's whirlwind sends a skuntank's toxic musk flying, only for a pidgeot to swoop in and clear the air with a well-placed twister. it's like watching a perfectly choreographed dance, each pokemon playing its part in the ecosystem of the plateau.[break][break]

"no, she certainly doesn't," miyako agrees, shooting the espeon a grin as she sends one last wave of warm vibes her way. "thank you for that, by the way. i don't think i've ever experienced anything quite like it."[break][break]

at the mention of joyland's closure, miyako's interest is piqued to the point of bobbing on her heels. "ooo, a theme park..." she pauses, considering the logistics, before descending into her baser instincts. "if you did it, i'd be here literally every day."[break][break]

the seismitoad hops forward, and miyako leans down, smiling as she addresses bass boost. "what's up, bud? you rideable too?"[break][break]

the question is rhetorical, obviously. everything here seems to be rideable.

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miyako listens intently as josh recounts the story of how he obtained the mega stones, her eyes widening with each new detail. the thought of venturing into dangerous ruins and facing off against powerful pokemon is both thrilling and terrifying, and she can't help but feel a sense of admiration for the champion's bravery and determination.[break][break]

as josh explains the different effects of the mega stones on charizard, miyako leans in closer, fascinated by the intricate details of the saddle. she's never seen anything quite like it before, and the thought of being able to witness a mega evolution up close is enough to make her heart race with excitement.[break][break]

"that's real cool," she breathes, her voice filled with a mix of awe and respect. "i'd kill to see something like that."[break][break]

she looks up at josh, her eyes shining with a newfound sense of determination. "maybe one day i'll be able to find a mega stone of my own," she says, her tone tinged with a quiet intensity. "but for now, i'll just have to settle for watching from the sidelines."

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miyako's grip on the saddle tightens as starr's turns grow sharper and more erratic, her body lurching with each sudden shift in direction. the adrenaline coursing through her veins is almost enough to make her forget about the pain in her ribcage, but not quite.[break][break]

still, she can't deny the thrill that comes with each twist and turn, the rush of wind whipping through her hair as the espeon teleports across the landscape. "holy shit!" she yells, a wild grin spreading across her face. "this is fucking incredible!"[break][break]

as they continue their wild ride, miyako can feel starr's psychic grip holding her steady, preventing her from falling off even as they move at breakneck speeds. it's an odd sensation, but one that she quickly grows accustomed to, grateful for the support.[break][break]

eventually, though, even miyako's thrill-seeking nature has its limits. "okay, starr, i think that's enough for now," she pants, her ribs aching with each breath. "let's take a break before i push myself too hard."[break][break]

the espeon comes to a stop, and miyako slides off her back, legs wobbling as she adjusts to the sudden stillness. "damn, that was intense," she breathes, running a hand through her windswept hair. "thanks for the ride, girl."

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miyako can't help but feel a sense of warmth at how close-knit the mauville gym community seems to be. it's a far cry from the cold, distant relationships she's used to in her line of work, and the thought of being a part of something like that is almost enough to make her emotional.[break][break]

josh's offer to sign up online is tempting, but there's something about the idea of doing it in person that appeals to her. maybe it's the thought of being able to see the gym in all its glory, or maybe it's just the excitement of meeting more people who share her interests. either way, she knows she won't be able to resist the call of the mauville racing grounds for long.[break][break]

"i think i'll do it in person," she says, her voice filled with a newfound sense of determination. "i want to see the gym for myself, you know?"[break][break]

as josh lets out his other dragons, miyako can't help but stare in awe. she's never seen so many powerful pokemon in one place before, and the sight of them all together is enough to take her breath away.[break][break]

when josh introduces her to reverb and ares, miyako's eyes widen even further. she's heard of mega stones before, but she's never seen one in person. the thought of seeing a pokemon mega evolve is both exhilarating and terrifying, and she can't help but feel a sense of respect for the two dragons before her.[break][break]

"holy shit," she breathes, her voice filled with a mix of fear and admiration. "those are some serious stones you got there."

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"dinner sounds great," miyako agrees readily, already looking forward to the opportunity to pick shalin's brain about her experiences. "just let me know when and where!"[break][break]

she nods along with shalin's explanation of how psychic-types work, her nervousness easing slightly as starr sends soothing vibes her way. "you're right, i've never had a psychic-type myself, but i've seen them in action before," she admits. "i know they can pack a punch if they want to."[break][break]

she hesitates for a moment, weighing her options. on one hand, she's still recovering from her last riding attempt, and the thought of putting herself through that again is daunting. on the other, the adrenaline junkie in her is screaming for another fix, craving the rush of a wild ride.[break][break]

finally, she makes up her mind. "fuck it," she mutters under her breath, gripping the saddle tightly. "let's do this!"[break][break]

as soon as the words are out of her mouth, miyako feels a sudden surge of energy coursing through her body, as if starr is tapping into her very thoughts and emotions. the espeon takes off like a shot, teleporting across the landscape in a blur of green.[break][break]

miyako can barely keep up with the rapid shifts in direction, her body lurching and swaying with each twist and turn. she grits her teeth, determined to hold on no matter what. even so, with every turn, an excited shout comes from her mouth, even despite the state of her rib and how the injury yet strains against her chest. what can she say? she's here to have a good time, not a long time!

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