Main Campfire, Wednesday evening

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Jessica checked the news back home earlier. Apparently the remaining Ultimates were being hunted, with three arrested in California while Tony Stark and Thor continued making life difficult for SHIELD. The Secretary of Energy was the new President. And everyone was scared of what Reed Richards might do next.

And Jessica was here. If she was still a little bit emo, well, at least that was an improvement. Class helped. A little run as Spider-Woman last night helped. Getting a cheap cell phone and spamming any number she could think of that Nick Fury might use with texts helped. Texting Tony Stark and being told that she should stay where she was because he was planning something completely idiotic... well, that didn't help at all because she felt she should be there.

But marshmallows helped a bit. So screw it, she was going to roast marshmallows - eating some, letting others turn into horrifying black goo at the bottom of the fire - until she either felt much, much better or eventually ate so many that she felt much, much worse. Either way, she had more then enough marshmallows to accomplish it and she was going for the gold.

[OOC: My favorite part of cooking marshmallows is letting them burn in the middle of the fire. I'm a pyromaniac against sugar. Open.]