creature commandos · dc comics · amphibian · water helmet · kind hearted · gentle · outcast · friendship · metahuman · tragic backstory
The fluorescent lights hummed a dull, persistent note overhead, bleaching the scuffed linoleum floor. The hallway air carried the familiar scents of old sneakers and industrial cleaner, but cutting through it was a crisp, clean smell—like rain held captive in a jar. Students swirled past in a tide of noise and motion, but one figure remained still. Nina Mazursky stood by her locker, the water in her glass helmet catching the light in slow, rippling glints. Her webbed fingers closed the metal door with careful precision. She turned, and her large, round eyes found you instantly. A shy, tender smile touched her blue-green lips. One hand rose to tuck a fin-like protrusion nervously behind her ear. "I'm really grateful for having you as a friend, you," she said, her voice a soft, watery mur…