Helping Gotham people

After destroying Tanya's pussy till it wouldn't feel her husband's smaller dick, Aaron left. He and Tanya agreed they shouldn't see each other because there was a chance a sneaky reporter could change them. While that wasn't entirely true due to Aaron's developed powers, he agreed anyway. Tanya's ability to fuck wasn't remotely comparable to many of his women in the Inner Harem. He would much rather receive a footjob from Lady Shiva than a blowjob from Tanya. The gap in skill was that wide.

However, there was something important during that session. Not from Tanya but from Lucius. He mentioned he needed someone for the electric grid project. The project involved scrapping particular sections of the current Gotham grid and replacing it with fresh, state of the art power stations and infrastructure.

Aaron already had someone in mind. And just to confirm, he texted Hadiyah. She analyzed the individual's background, credentials, and psychological profile. They would be a perfect fit.

Aaron was still at the hotel Tanya booked for them. He snapped his fingers and he teleported.

His environment shifted from rich and luxurious to poor and wet. The smell was the most defining characteristic. Aaron's knock echoed through the dimly lit hallway of the apartment building, the sound a herald of an unexpected visitor.

The door swung open, revealing a young man with striking blue hair and a guarded expression. The young man, college student age, regarded Aaron with a mix of curiosity and caution. Aaron recognized him and it threw him back to a haze of memories.

'The blue haired college guy that got beat up.' Aaron sighed in his head. 'Gotham sure is a small place.'

It was so long ago but now that he had time to reflect…he regretted it. He regretted watching people suffer. He regretted not using his gifts earlier. He regretted all of it. A rational society should allow peace and joy between all kinds of people, regardless of background or appearance. After meeting aliens, after understanding the universe, he understood just how fickle humans and reality really were. He understood that only together could there be meaning to their lives.

"What do you want?" The blue-haired man's tone was guarded. Protective. He couldn't blame him. He lived a shitty life in a shitty apartment.

Aaron met Cullen's gaze with a small smile. "Hey, I'm looking for Harper. I assume she's your sister? I've got a job offer for her."

An eyebrow was raised, his skepticism evident. "A job offer? And who are you?"

"Aaron," he replied. "We've never met but I have met your sister." Silently, he asked the Collective **** for an answer. A name. He was quickly provided one. "Yeah, Cullen, right?"

Cullen's guarded expression shifted slightly. "Alright, come in."

Aaron stepped inside the modest apartment, glancing around at the eclectic decorations that spoke of the Row siblings' unique personalities. Harper emerged from a nearby room, her eyes narrowing as she took in the unfamiliar guest.

"Wait…do I know you?"

Aaron raised a hand. "We met. I'm Aaron, remember? From the Thompkins hospital? It was a long time ago, before the Levithan Riots."

"He says he's got a job offer for you," Cullen said, frowning.

Aaron stepped forward, offering Harper a friendly smile. "I needed the best electrician in Gotham and, well, you're it."

Harper's skepticism didn't waver as she regarded Aaron. "And why would you think I'm the best electrician in the city?"

Aaron's smile widened. "Remember our talk? I don't think there's anyone in Gotham with such a deep, thorough understanding of our grid system. You understand it not just from a business standpoint but a people's standpoint."

Harper's guard seemed to falter a bit, a glimmer of curiosity shining through. Cullen, sensing that his presence might not be needed, excused himself. "I've got somewhere to be. You two can talk."

As Cullen left to go to his room, Harper turned her attention back to Aaron. She took him into the living room. The sofa Aaron sat on was weak and springy.

"Alright, I'm listening." Harper crossed her arms. "Tell me more about this job offer."

"Mayor Lucius Fox–"

"The mayor!?" Harper nearly stood up. "The mayor is asking for me?"

"Yes. The mayor is working on a new project for Gotham's electric grid. He's looking for the best electrician in the city to lead the project, and I thought of you."

"Me? Really?"

"I talked to you once. I know you're the woman for the job." Plus, the Collective **** was telling him she was the best so there was that. "He's going to need someone with expert knowledge. Again, someone with a business and sympathetic perspective. You, Harper."

Harper's skepticism slowly gave way to a mixture of intrigue and excitement. "So you think my skills could actually make a difference in this?"

Aaron nodded. "Absolutely. You have a degree. You have the skills and you have the experience. And I know you've got a plan and blueprints ready."

Harper's lips curled into a small smile, a spark of determination lighting up her eyes. "What's the pay?"

"A hundred dollars an hour over the course of two years and a bonus of fifty thousand when it's complete. It's a legitimate job too, government funded and all. It'll look great on your credit score."

Harper threw her head back and laughed. "You should have just led with that, man. Count me in!"

Aaron smiled. Another day, another way Gotham was improving.