[b][h1][centre][color=f49ac2][i]Isabella Daphne Belle[/i][/color][/centre][/h1][/b]

[b][h3][centre]  [color=f49ac2]location = University[/color][/centre][/h3][/b]



Isabella did not mind waiting merely finding a nearby table to take notes on ABC code and get some reading done Professor Jones suggested, he was somewhat eccentric but he knew his stuff and she respected him. He was a good PHD supervisor, plus she shared his love of hot sweet drinks he seemed to have for every meeting on tap had warmed Isabella's opinion a little. 

The game was definitely miles beyond her understanding of chess so it was far more productive to do her own work for now. [color=f49ac2]"Interesting, definitely accurate. Makes a good cup of sweet tea that's for sure."[/color] The game resumed and she turned back to her code notes, a mess of cursive corrections, various colors, personal shorthand plus anecdotes and page references that anyone else would ve hopelessly lost. It all made perfect sense to Isabella. 

Glancing over the game her gold eyes could not see the strategy, sure she could understand most of how they moved but how all this worked and interacted was over her head. It was definitely advanced though and a very complicated and interlinked system. Knowing it was one and decoding it was entirely two different things. 

She noticed a few glances her way but was used to that, a minority still saw computer science as a very much boys club. bright red 50's inspired dress, to tell the truth she did that deliberately, it was fun to tweak their noses a little. Plus the heat and humidity was plain ridiculous. Still Delta offered her a full ride and a PHD was very expensive otherwise. 

Finally they shook hands and Mark left after a rather long game, was it a long game? Well it seemed it anyway, it might be a short game for what she knew of the two students. [color=f49ac2]"Bye Mark, See you in the lab I'm sure."[/color] Waving him off, he was not a friend as such but she also got on and never had questioned her abilities. 

Listening to Henery, yup her professor was a wizard and sent her on an merry adventure with half facts, just minus an magical apple or some other strange object. [color=f49ac2]"[color=f49ac2]"Il hear it out."[/color][/color] Giving the opportunity and fair chance. A computer that played chess, well that had fixed rules, limited movement range and a set board meaning closed parameters and environment. The rest was code, maths, and probability etc.[color=f49ac2]"Possible."[/color] thinking to self and making a few notes on a spare page of her note book including an book to check later. 

[color=f49ac2]"Oh now i see, that would be a good way to test my multi step learning and adaptive feedback algorithm theory in a closed parameter environment with an fixed and evaulable..."[/color] Relishing she might have lost him at the start in her forgetting he was still an undergraduate a second. [color=f49ac2]"Though honestly... My dad tried to teach me chess, i'm more of a grand unmaster. It does sound like an interesting project to test out."[/color]

Isabella brushed a platinum hair out her eye that was irritating and taking the paper with thanks. Writing her own number, Academic post box of sorts on campus (95% was usually fliers though) putting her fountain pen back in hand bag, lunch. Had time. Flown that fast? A quick check of the clock said yes. [color=f49ac2]"Theirs meant to be a great sushi place, healthy light lunch too. Shogun Sushi? 

I've got plenty of time before the Latin Dance event starts up, and most professors basically siesta."[/color] Isabella did not hide her hobbies, you needed something more than study plus dance helped keep you fit, kept you social, had fun and beat stress. Perfect. Being good at it helped. 

Putting her book, pad and various pens away, take it or leave it, just being friendly as she smoothed out dress and checked self a second in the window everything was as it should. Isabella offered it as campus food, pretty good but still campus food.


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