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The blue-haired DJ stumbled into the back alley outside the nightclub with a twink attached to his face. Unfortunately, under the strong light over the back alley door gave truth to the boy's face. And that truth was not the pretty picture Dustin thought he was making out with in the dimly-lit club. Oh well, he figured. Might as well get done what he needed to.

"You want to see something impressive?" Dustin asked, cocking a brow. The other boy nodded with excitement, assuming eyes lingering down.

Unfortunately for the boy, a different reveal was unwrapped instead, as Dustin transformed into Super Sailor Typhon, the Corrupt Senshi of Hurricanes, and slammed his fist into the boy's chest.

"This will only hurt a little," he lied as he drained the boy's energy until his consciousness started to fade. Judging by the liquor on his breath and effects of the energy drain, he was unlikely to remember any of this the following day. "Just a little longer..."

But he didn't have much time: his senses detected Order signals approaching. ********. Maybe he should have just kept things at foreplay instead.