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AI art "Team MZ" featuring #Pokémon, #Armonía, #Leyendas Pokémon: Z-A, #Urbain and #Naveen

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Team MZ

#Pokémon #Armonía #Leyendas Pokémon: Z-A #Urbain #Naveen

Publicado: Oct 25, 2026

Flame Moore

character: naveen_(pokemon), urbain_(pokemon), lida_(pokemon), harmony_(pokemon), copyright: pokemon_legends:_z-a, pokemon 4 girls and boys, group shot, upper body, cowboy shot, hotel dining room interior, group of friends, teenage boy, teenage girl, medium-short crimson hair, two-tone hair, gradient hair, bright blue eyes, blue shirt, red and white logo on shirt, beige jacket over shirt, white sweatpants waistband, brown hair, brown eyes, white bucket hat with red stripe, black jacket with green front panels, white shirt open at clavicles, red belt, dark blue wide denim pants, dark skin, black dreadlocks, long hair, high ponytail, purple eyes, open jacket, collared shirt, green necktie, orange vest, black pants, long black hair, topknot, see-through bangs, yellow square charmed hairtie, black eyes, oversized blue hoodie, yellow and white tights, seated at a dining table, leaning across the table, mid-laugh, head tilt, looking at another, smiling, open mouth, :d, one eye closed, hand raised, pointing at another, holding a teacup, arms crossed, chin resting on hand, from above, slightly tilted camera, no extra people, empty dining hall behind them, large window, warm afternoon light An upper-body, slightly high three-quarter view looks down across a round dining table at the four friends gathered on its far side, the camera tipped just enough off level to give the group a caught-in-the-moment lean; the hall behind them is a wide, high-ceilinged hotel dining room falling away into soft depth, since the crop stops at their chests and hands. Urbain sits left-of-center, turned three-quarters toward the middle of the table so that the crimson that bleeds down from his roots to his tips catches the window light on its outer side, blue eyes bright and crinkled, his blue shirt with the red and white logo sitting under the beige jacket he has pushed to hang open off both shoulders, the shirt hem disappearing into the white sweatpants waistband at the bottom edge of the frame. He leans in with one elbow planted on the tablecloth, weight shifted onto that forearm, his other hand lifted and pointing across the table at Naveen, jaw dropped mid-laugh, and the tail of his hair kicks back off his collar from the sudden turn of his head. Harmony sits next to him, angled toward the group, brown eyes looking sideways into the joke with one eye squeezed shut, a lopsided grin pulling one corner of her mouth; her white bucket hat with the red stripe sits slightly tipped back, brown hair spilling from under its brim, the black jacket with its green front panels worn loose over the white shirt whose open collar leaves her collarbones bare and unadorned, and her hand rests flat on the table near the red belt that marks the top of her dark blue wide denim pants at the crop line. Naveen occupies the right of the group on the far side of the table, chin propped in the palm of one hand, purple eyes half-lidded and turned toward Urbain's pointing finger with a smug, closed-lip tilt of the head; his high ponytail carries the black dreadlocks up off his neck and the loose long strands fall forward over the shoulder of the open jacket, the orange vest and the collared shirt and green necktie showing in the gap down his chest, his other arm crossed low over his black pants. Lida leans in from the right edge of the frame, chest and shoulders turned into the group, black eyes wide and delighted, her long black hair drawn up into the topknot held by the yellow square-charmed hairtie, the see-through bangs falling sheer across her forehead and catching the light; the oversized blue hoodie swallows her shoulders and its sleeves bunch at her wrists where she holds a small teacup in both hands close to her chin, the yellow and white tights only just entering the bottom corner beneath the hoodie's hem. All four gazes travel inward along the table: Urbain's finger and eyes on Naveen, Naveen's half-lidded look back at him, Harmony's sideways glance at Urbain's face, Lida's eyes flicking between the two of them, so that the joke visibly passes around the circle. The tabletop is dressed in white linen with a small vase of flowers and scattered cups set back from the figures so nothing occludes a face. Light enters from a tall window off-frame to the left: warm low afternoon sun rakes across the left sides of their faces and shoulders, modeling the folds of the beige jacket and the orange vest, leaving the right sides of their features in soft cool shadow, and throwing their long grouped shadows across the white cloth to the right; beyond them the dining room's chandeliers and unoccupied chairs soften into muted browns and warm cream, deliberately out of focus. Palette anchored in crimson against blue, with brown, white and a single warm orange accent, and the fabric textures -- sweat pant ribbing, denim weave, knit hoodie, the shine of the teacup -- reading clearly. The steam off Lida's cup curls and bends toward the window draft rather than straight up, the one thing in the frame that shows the air moving. Warm, easy, effortlessly close-knit.

Team MZ

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