[[Fuck fuck fuckity fuck on a on a tapdancing crab's corpse, Silver's hands ball into fists, knucks white with the effort it takes not to scream at his sorry excuse for a prized pokemon that he stole, that has potential and he knows it, but this is - this is humiliation on a level he can count on one hand and he hates it hates it hates it and
He shakes his head, swallowing down the anger. He's a better person, he is, and he knows that move is unavoidable. But that doesn't do anything to lessen the sting of watching Sneasel tumble back with another sharp cry of pain, going down - and only just managing to get back up. 2 HP is fun, until it's not. Another attack, and it'll be lights out for the pokemon. Not that Silver seems to care.]] Feint attack. Hit it with all you have. Show it what I - we - are made of!
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He shakes his head, swallowing down the anger. He's a better person, he is, and he knows that move is unavoidable. But that doesn't do anything to lessen the sting of watching Sneasel tumble back with another sharp cry of pain, going down - and only just managing to get back up. 2 HP is fun, until it's not. Another attack, and it'll be lights out for the pokemon. Not that Silver seems to care.]] Feint attack. Hit it with all you have. Show it what I - we - are made of!