"The sunset was nice," Sheila said in an attempt to engage her husband Mark in conversation. He continued to sit at the small table reading a newspaper but at least gave a little grunt that signaled that he agreed. Silence sat between them as she cooked dinner on the tiny one burner stove, the oil lightly crackling as she stirred around vegetables. Nearby on a counter was a small electric rice cooker, an old one that her mother had given her as a wedding gift. A small amount of steam was rising out of it, fogging up a window it was under.

"Not too many people flew in today," Mark said absentmindedly. His job as a fireman and emergency responder at the Romeo airstrip gave him plenty of time to watch the planes come in and leave, especially with the recent lack of excitement.

"Oh? How did that-" Sheila started to ask before the lights grew much brighter and the electrics in the home buzzed for a brief moment. Then the bulb exploded, there was a bright flash outside along with a loud boom, and everything electric stopped. A second later the rice cooker's old wire plug caught fire.

"What in the blazes?" Mark said as he jumped up and pulled the hot cooker away from the wall. The cord became unplugged, but the fire had already caught the wall paper. Fortunately the fire was small and Sheila had been quick to grab the extinguisher she kept under the sink and turn it on the flame.

They stood there in the dark, breathing hard and confused. A light from the window casted an odd glow on the couple, and Sheila saw her husband had burned his hand. She moved to take it and inspect it but he turned away and urgently opened the window. There was a fire on an electrical pole just outside their home, and before Sheila could cry out Mark had already rushed out of the home.

The burn on his hand stung painfully as he ran to a fire box that had a hose and buckets. The pain grew more intense when he griped a key he always carried and opened the box. From that moment on he was focused on his job. He was a fireman, and he wasn't going to let anyone else be harmed tonight.

Nomads saw the flash from where they had parked their planes, and stood watching as a fire consumed a power pole. They couldn't see the men and women fighting to keep the blaze from spreading, except the brief moment where a couple of them had climbed onto a roof and threw buckets of water onto them for protection. A few of them laid down bets on if the fire will spread or not, with the winners laughing when everything was saved.

An hour after the fire was tamed the small group was enjoying a meal together next to their planes when an official walked up. He looked as if he had been on his feet for hours, with his fur on end and his uniform slightly messy. Normally dogs of his kind looked drowsy, but he looked downright exhausted. Normally they would come by and tell nomads to move on, but it was clear he had something else in mind.

"Who is in charge here?" he asked. Juhanah, a fox, stood up and waved.

"How may I assist?" She asked.

"Did you witness any of the events this afternoon?"

"Yes." Juhanah said matter of factly. There was a pause as the official looked at her with an expectation for her to go on.

"And what did you see?" He said after realizing he was going to have to prompt her.

"A transformer on a power pole appeared to explode. There was a fire. People put it out," she said shruging. She wasn't trying to sound like a jerk, but she didn't have much more to add.

"And?"

"That was it really. We cannot see much over the buildings, and those of us who were interested had to stand on their plane to see that."

"Were all your people here during the whole day?"

"A couple of them went to buy supplies when we landed, but for the most part, yes."

The official wrote something down and sighed. He scratched his head then looked over in the direction of the fire. He then spent a moment looking at the nomads gathered and making further notes.

"Do you mind if I ask what happened sir?" Juhanah inquired.

"We had an odd power surge and, as you said, a transformer on that pole exploded. A few people were treated for burns and there were a few minor fires. We are still not sure why the surge happened." There was a pause as he put away his notebook and yawned large and loud. "You have a good day."

Juhanah watched him leave before walking back to the group. "We should leave early tomorrow," she told the group, "I do not like this, and we should go report what happened here."

"What do you mean?" a male fox asked.

"This happened several weeks ago over in Echo, and something tells me this isn't a coincidence."

Ba Bum BAAAAAAUUUUUUMMMM!!!

Have fun doing RP here guys. I'll be watching.

What time of year is it?

Late summer.