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[B][Color=00ffff]Location: [/color][/b]Cafeteria
[B][Color=00ffff]Skills: [/color][/b]N/A
[B][Color=00ffff]Equipment: [/color][/b][url=https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/vanhelsingmovie/images/d/da/Frank.jpg]Frank costume[/url][/center][hr]This was a bonehead idea, Victoria knew. Despite trying, she still hade no progress in defending herself from magic. Truth be told, the concept of even trying terrified her more than anything she could imagine to find on the inside of the haunted house. What were the odds of something similar happening here as with Agatha's tent? Quite high, as far as she reckoned, and anything above zero was not something she should leave to fortune. It was sheer dumb luck that this did not come into play during the tournament yet.

[color=00ffff]"Last time I got involved with magic, it was very nearly fatal. True story. Now given that the house is Nimue's creation, and I have no reason to think her magic is any less potent than Agatha's... I should err on the side of caution and ignore it."[/color] Nope. It wouldn't do. Curiosity killed the bot, but she had to know. [color=00ffff]"I know I'll regret this."[/color] Vicky groaned, raised one hand in front of her as if she was walking in the dark and took two steps closer-

[pre]impor☥ nuмpy as np
frøм sklearn.mødeʟ_seℓeсʈiøn impøʀt train_ʈest_spliʈ
frøм sĸlearn.рreрrøcessing imрøʀʈ SʈandardSʈsĸaʟer
frøм sĸlearn.sνm imрøʀʈ SʋC

daʈa = np.ʟøad('daʈaseʈ.npʏ')
ʟabeʟs = np.ʟøad('ʟabeʟs.npʏ')

X_ʈʀain, X_ʈesʈ, ʏ_ʈʀain, ʏ_ʈesʈ = ʈʀain_ʈesʈ_spliʈ(daʈa, ʟabeʟs, ʈesʈ_siʑe=0.2, ʀandøm_sʈaʈe=42)

sĸaʟeʀ = SʈandardSʈsĸaʟeʀ()
X_ʈʀain = sĸaʟeʀ.fiʈ_ʈʀansføʀm(X_ʈʀain)
X_ʈesʈ = sĸaʟeʀ.ʈʀansføʀm(X_ʈesʈ)

ʍødeʟ = SʋC(kernel='ʀbʆ', C=1.0, gamma='sĸaʟe')
ʍødeʟ.fiʈ(X_ʈʀain, ʏ_ʈʀain)

aʂʂuʀaʈy = ʍødeʟ.sϙøʀe(X_ʈesʈ, ʏ_ʈesʈ)
рʀinʈ(f"Aʂʂuʀaʈy: {aʂʂuʀaʈy}")[/pre]
-and stumbled back, clearly not quite okay, her movement lacking her usual grace, which wasn't absent before despite the Frankenstein costume. [color=00ffff]"Nope! Bad! Cursed!"[/color] she shook her head and arms, as if the corrupted code could be flushed out that way. She almost packed it right there and then, heading back to the workshop to restore from backup. But seeing that she still possessed most of her faculties, she decided to monitor the code for now to see if it would spread, ready to immediately treat it if needed. But if she was to find a defense against such attacks, having a sample of a corrupted code would be worth it's filesize in adamantium. [color=00ffff]"I'll be here. You know. when you emerge and need a shoulder to cry on."[/color]