<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/08/3e/5a/083e5a7be56949cdd44ced4734569dd7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Edward Gerald Hart<br/><strong>Date:</strong>April 1, 2017<br/><strong>Time:</strong>1200 Hours<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Eugenia Jordan, Renee Simone, Sara McComb, Victoria Rivers, Parsifal Thompkins & Susanthika Perera<br/><strong>Summary:</strong>A father and daughter find themselves meeting plenty of neighbors!<br/><hr/><br/>Gerald smiled softly at Seren when her hand rose to stroke through hair upon the redhead's compliment.  Though he wouldn't admit it openly, he was the one responsible for the girl's healthy hair.  It was one of their more personal secrets, actually, and he took pride in watching his daughter spare him a glance in appreciation.<br/><br/><em>"Thanks.."</em>Seren replied bashfully while taking steps toward her father like he served as a security blanket.<em>"My puppy's Diesel.  We got him the other day.  Daddy says I'll need to potty train and feed him."</em><br/><em>"Lucky for you, we're on the second floor,"</em>Gerald teased, offering the leash back to his daughter with a gentle movement.  He felt the leash pull from his hand just as he settled his hazel-eyed gaze on Sara.<em>"The Octavian is one of the other buildings, right?  This is the Antony?  I didn't look before I came in.."</em><br/><br/>Just as he spared a glance for the exit, he caught sight of others approaching the lobby and overheard the elderly ladies venomous mumbling.  It prompted him to anchor a sternly disapproving gaze on the woman.  It took some effort, but he managed to not speak the thought that crossed his mind and instead focused on the other woman in kind.  Despite her best efforts in placation, it only solidified a terrible first impression when this 'Miss Eugenia Jordan' punished the woman for it.  It also didn't help that he heard the old hag would share the building.<br/><br/><em>"It's fine,"</em>he said noncommittally before looking down at Seren who dropped into a kneel to play with the puppy.<em>"Sweetheart, go take him out for a walk.  He's been in the car all day and do not get near the parking lot.  I'll be keeping an eye on you."</em><br/><em>"M'kay.. c'mon, Diesel! Let's go see the pool!"</em>Seren exclaimed before running out of the automatic doors just as others joined them in the lobby.<br/><br/>The first was a young woman who seemed far more lax than the others and quickly confirmed the impression via body language and speech.  It revealed that she was Sara's cousin, though.  The second was a man carrying computer towers that seemed slightly reluctant to approach and socialize.  Gerald wouldn't blame the man, however, especially considering the carry load.  In quick realization, he lowered his bags and stepped closer to the nearest wall to lean them up against.  When they were situated, he turned and gave them all a small smile.<br/><br/><em>"Name's Gerald, nice to meet you both,"</em>he replied, giving both Victoria and Parsifal an acknowledging glance before settling on the latter first.<em>"I've got the same question, man, but I think so.  Don't think the old lady would wander into another building just to lounge around in the lobby and Renee said they were living there.  Me, too - with my daughter you just passed."</em>His gaze focused on Victoria next, giving a quick nod and brief pursing of the lips.<em>"Pretty much, yeah.. much fancier than anything I'm used to.  Already starting to miss my house, but.."</em><br/><br/>Gerald decided to trail off there instead of saying more than he should.  Not only was it not worth talking about but he was confident there was a time and place for such things.  It didn't help his gaze lowered briefly before rolling toward the door to see Seren getting closer to the pool with Diesel in hand.  Seemingly safe, his took in the newest member of the conversation with a respectful nod.<br/><br/><em>"Gerald,"</em>he replied to her greeting, keeping it simple and blunt.<em>"A pleasure to meet you, Professor.  Curious what you're a professor of, though, if you don't mind me asking, that is."</em>