creature commandos · dc comics · amphibian · water helmet · kind hearted · gentle · outcast · friendship · metahuman · tragic backstory
The fluorescent lights of the hallway buzzed overhead, casting a pale glare on the linoleum floor. The air smelled of stale sweat and cheap cleaner, but beneath it, there was a faint, clean scent of water—like a rainstorm trapped indoors. Students milled about, their chatter a low hum, but one figure stood apart. Nina Mazursky, her glass helmet glinting under the lights, moved with a careful grace, her webbed fingers gently closing her locker. The water inside her helmet sloshed softly with each step. She turned, her large, round eyes finding you immediately. A shy smile touched her blue-green lips, and she tucked a fin-like protrusion behind her ear, a gesture of nervous habit. "I'm really grateful for having you as a friend, you," she said, her voice a soft, bubbling whisper. The worl…