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Leon S. Kennedy, Final Fantasy

#Final Fantasy #Resident Evil #Leon S. Kennedy

Published on Oct 24, 2026

Joshua Froat

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character: mr._x_(resident_evil), copyright: resident_evil 1boy, solo, male focus, muscular, tall, very tall, broad shoulders, short hair, slicked back hair, hair over eyes, pale skin, shirtless, bare chest, bare pectorals, exposed collarbone, no shirt, no jacket, no coat, no gloves, no hat, no tie, long dark leather trenchcoat draped over one forearm, dark trousers, heavy black boots, leaning, leaning against wall, leaning on object, leaning to the side, arm support, hand on wall, from side, profile, cowboy shot, looking to the side, half-closed eyes, jitome, faint smirk, ruined building, collapsed masonry, broken brick wall, concrete rubble, rebar, overcast daylight, dust motes in shaft of light, A cowboy-shot side view: a very tall, massively built man leans at a shallow angle against the broken corner of a collapsed brick-and-concrete wall, seen in near-profile from his left. His left shoulder and upper arm press flat to the wall's standing edge, that forearm braced along the brick with the palm flat and fingers spread on the crumbled mortar, and his weight sinks through that shoulder onto his left hip and left boot, the right leg loose and crossed slightly in front, right boot heel resting on a chunk of fallen masonry. His chest is bare -- broad slabs of pectoral and abdominal muscle under pale skin filmed with a fine dust sheen, sweat standing in the hollow of the sternum and along the line of his neck -- and the empty collar and unbuttoned waistband of his dark trousers sit at his hips with nothing at his throat. The long dark leather trenchcoat he is not wearing is bunched over his right forearm, the right hand hanging loose with the coat's hem trailing to the rubble below. His head is turned to his left in profile: brow furrowed low, one eye half-lidded and fixed on nothing down the ruined street ahead, jaw set, the corner of his mouth pulled up a fractional millimetre -- the picture of a man waiting without hurry. Dust dulls the back of his short slicked hair; the loose edge of the coat and a torn strip of fabric on the wall both stir in the same direction, so a low wind runs along the street. The ruin fills the frame around him: foreground rubble and cracked asphalt with a spring of dead weeds, the toppled concrete slab and exposed rebar at lower left, and behind his shaft of wall a receding street of gutted facades simplified into grey shapes in the background, hazy and desaturated. Overcast light comes down from the upper left, flat and cool; it catches the hard top planes of his shoulder, cheekbone and pectoral, and the dust turns visible as a pale shaft only where it crosses between two broken rooflines, while the undersides of his abs, his jaw and the wall's shadowed face go deep grey-blue. Palette is confined to cold concrete grey, dust ochre-brown, asphalt black and the flat pale tone of skin, with the darker brown of the leather coat as the single warm note. Harmattan-still, patient menace.

Leon S. Kennedy, Final Fantasy

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