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Feeling a burst of heat at his back, Bobby turned around as he ran, backpedaling with superspeed. He saw the flaming arrow speeding towards him, almost there. But, at his speed it was as if the arrow was reaching out to him in slow motion. He veered slightly left and continued to his target.
Skidding to a stop, he examined the metal coils.
"Wow. Any idea how these things come undone?" He asked her. It wasn't like he had super-strength or anything.

[Sure, dude]

Anselm continued flipping through the channels till he saw some documentary on ancient Egyptian artifacts.

Well, this should be interesting, he thought, lying the remote down and relaxing himself.

The guy talking was discussing how the pharaoh symbolized a spiritual connection to the Egyptian gods.

John raised his right hand, smiling as flames erupted around Taeko, mostly to scare her. He then set another arrow to his bow, looking around for Bobby.

The knocking roused Anselm's attention. He stood up and started for the door when he heard Bobby's voice. With a full smile, he said, "I'm coming," then proceeded towards the door. A few seconds could be heard when he was unlocking the numerous locks of his door. This wasn't the safest neighborhood to live in, but it was close to the engineering center at least. Finally, the door was pulled inwards and Anselm stepped out from behind the door.

"Bobo," he began, using his own personal nickname he had long ago devised for Bobby, "I didn't expect you were coming. Why didn't you call me," he asked, then laughed. "You know how Josh hates that, hehe. Luckily, he's out. So, what can I do for ya?"

Before Bobby could answer, Anselm slapped his own forehead. "Where are my manners. Come in, ya," he said, then started to turn around to walk into his apartment.

Anselm turned back around.

"Oh, I see. Let me go get it." Leaving the door open, he walked into the apartment.

He went towards his room and walked around the left side of his bed to get at the closet after turning the light on. What would he need a blowtorch for in the first place, he wondered, reaching out for a toolbox in the back of his closet. Beside the toolbox was a wooden box, carved of purpleheart.

It didn't look like anything special and that was the genius behind its design. No one would expect to be of importance. Ignoring the wooden box, Anselm withdrew the toolbox.

It does make me wonder what Bobby would need this for, but he's given me no reason to question him.

After removing the blow torch, he placed the toolbox back and closed the closet. Adopting a smile, he returned to the doorway where Bobby was waiting.

"Here you go," he began, holding the requested item out. "I hope you remember how to use it. Do bring it back in one piece, please," he asked, realizing that Bobby would have to be careful with using it.

Taeko sighed, wondering how long she would be stuck.. She knew that this was a result of her curiosity getting the better of her. But to her, her curiosity had also given her a sort of freedom. At that thought she smiled slightly.

[What flames?]

Trusting in Bobby, Anselm closed the door. He locked the door and returned to the living room. He turned the tv off, unable to rest relax after an hour. "I can't stay here anymore," he whispered to himself, locking himself in his room. He went to the closet and reached for the wooden box mentioned earlier. Before opening it, he listened around for anyone. Nope, no one around. Satisfied, Anselm opened the box, but there seemed to be nothing in the box.

It was only when he placed his fingers in the box did something appear. That something was a mask. As he lifted it, he noted that if it wasn't for its complex design, it could have easily been mistaken for an ornamental mask. Pushing the box in the closet and closing the closet door, Anselm walked over to his bed.

"It is time I find out what this thing can do," he said, putting the mask to his face. The mask stuck and a clothing began to materialize upon his ordinary attire. Large boots, armor, and a sword--all very intimidating.

Hopefully I remember which notch functions for the teleport, he thought, reaching down to his belt to a small button. A light press can do so much. With a faint glow of golden light around his body, Anselm's form shimmered and disappeared.

Less than a moment afterward, the same flickering motion allowed Anselm to form in a dark cave, far from the rest of the city. There was some lighting along the walls. Light bulbs were hung by cables to give some lighting. Outside, some owl hooted, flying off through the forest.

"Time to get to work," he thought. The costumed hero walked through the cave, currently occupied with getting his home-away-from-home as suitable as possible. Of course, there was no way he could purchase the equipment he needed with his money alone.

Thankfully he was getting closer and closer to cracking the code to the alien tech, at least that is what he wanted to believe. He might one day be able to reverse-engineer and pay back all the money he "borrowed". Until then, he'd just have to use his funding more scarcely.

"I'll be it all back once I'm up and running," he reasoned, connecting something.