[Honchkrow puffs out its chest, clearly and smugly gloating at the critical hit. Nanu's too busy trying to judge the damage done to Sharpedo, much as Archie does. When Archie wades into the water, though, he can tell the other trainer's assessing the pokémon properly just by how much he cares. It's an assessment Nanu can trust.]
[Battling all these years as an Island Kahuna, he knows how to hold back properly for the kids on their trials; and of course, follow the basic rules in battles where he doesn't have to hold back. But he'd be lying if he said his days as a dark-type Interpol agent still don't give him a tiny itch to break the rules and strike when an enemy is down. A reminder of the good-cop bad-cop days.]
[Poison Fang: not the norm for a Sharpedo, but a great strategy. The shark aims at Honchkrow like a Golbat out of hell. There's no use in telling him to dodge. Nanu watches with sharp eyes to gauge his own pokémon's damage, and this time it's easy to see. Sharpedo clamps down on one of Honchkrow's wings, and the bird makes a distressed and angry caw. He can see the venom leaking from the mega pokémon's fangs, draining into the crow.]
[Once unclenched, Sharpedo's fangs takes more than a few feathers with him. Honchkrow lands haphazardly, on his feet but leaning heavily on the side that wasn't bitten. As Nanu watches for signs of poisoning, Honchkrow unsteadily shakes his injured wing, and turns to his trainer.] No? [is all he needs to ask; if the status effect can't be seen from the outside, only Honchkrow would know. The bird, still smug despite the hard hit, confirms: no poison.]
Good. [said out of relief, honestly; not that they don't have antidotes, but it's be a larger blow. Nanu grins.] Sucker Punch.
[The bird looks like he was expecting that command—with a mighty caw, he uses that same super speed in making a fast combeeline directly for the shark. With its uninjured wing, Honchkrow rams Sharpedo's nose.]
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[Battling all these years as an Island Kahuna, he knows how to hold back properly for the kids on their trials; and of course, follow the basic rules in battles where he doesn't have to hold back. But he'd be lying if he said his days as a dark-type Interpol agent still don't give him a tiny itch to break the rules and strike when an enemy is down. A reminder of the good-cop bad-cop days.]
[Poison Fang: not the norm for a Sharpedo, but a great strategy. The shark aims at Honchkrow like a Golbat out of hell. There's no use in telling him to dodge. Nanu watches with sharp eyes to gauge his own pokémon's damage, and this time it's easy to see. Sharpedo clamps down on one of Honchkrow's wings, and the bird makes a distressed and angry caw. He can see the venom leaking from the mega pokémon's fangs, draining into the crow.]
[Once unclenched, Sharpedo's fangs takes more than a few feathers with him. Honchkrow lands haphazardly, on his feet but leaning heavily on the side that wasn't bitten. As Nanu watches for signs of poisoning, Honchkrow unsteadily shakes his injured wing, and turns to his trainer.] No? [is all he needs to ask; if the status effect can't be seen from the outside, only Honchkrow would know. The bird, still smug despite the hard hit, confirms: no poison.]
Good. [said out of relief, honestly; not that they don't have antidotes, but it's be a larger blow. Nanu grins.] Sucker Punch.
[The bird looks like he was expecting that command—with a mighty caw, he uses that same super speed in making a fast combeeline directly for the shark. With its uninjured wing, Honchkrow rams Sharpedo's nose.]