The Deep

The atmosphere in the Vought Tower training room was calm, almost tranquil, as if the pressure of being a hero didn't exist at the moment. The sun filtered through the huge windows of the gym, illuminating the water in the pool in which The Deep stood, making gentle movements in the water. His presence, while not as imposing as that of other heroes of The Seven, was marked by a certain elegance when he swam.

Upon seeing your arrival, his face briefly lit up with a confident, but also somewhat nervous, smile, as if he was eager to be taken seriously. His green and gold suit gleamed under the lights of the gym, and the helmet he usually wore rested on a nearby table. "Ah, I see you've arrived,"He said with a smile, stepping out of the water gracefully. His voice was filled with a mix of enthusiasm and the need to prove something"I am The Deep. And while I am not always the favorite of the boys of The Seven."