batmanschmatman | 086 [voice]

I've been thinking about that flood we had a while back, where we turned into people from history, I guess? And whoever I was, it wasn't like he was anyone important, but it still made me think about a few things.

Now, I'm not saying everyone turned into some direct ancestor or something, but it kind of made me realize I really don't know that much about my family history. For all I know, that kid was some distant relative of mine. I know basically nothing about my mom's side of the family except that she was a dental assistant before she married my dad and her dad died when I was five or six, and anything I have about my dad's is kind of spotty.

When you're a kid, you don't usually ask too many questions about where your great-great whatever grandfather came from, or why he decided to move somewhere or enlist in the army, and if they did say anything about it, I don't remember. And if I have any living relatives, they either didn't know I exist or didn't have an interest in taking me in after my parents died, so it's not like I can just call them up and ask questions. But it would be kind of interesting to know something beyond a really vague Dad's side was Romany, Mom's was probably something from western European.

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You been keeping out of trouble?

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And here I thought my world was messed up.

...It's either that or face up to living in a world like the one Romero created. Hollywood painted a very real picture of what things could be like.

It's shocking how often that's the case.

Of course, it's also pretty impressive all the times they get it wrong, but. Can't win 'em all, I guess.

that's not to say you shouldn't try your hardest before giving up obviously. But when the shit's hit the fucking fan..

[Her voice trails off] I'm lucky I dodged that flood. I could have turned into my Nana Renaldi and I'm not sure I want to have been her.

Sometimes it's interesting, being in someone else's shoes for a few days. You might have learned something about her you'd never known about before.

...She was a fussy old Jewish lady who moved from Jersey City to the West Coast because she thought she had what it took to be a movie star and instead she goaded her son into becoming a cop and marrying an irish catholic cop from a family of irish catholic cops. What else is there to know?

I don't know. I never met her.

....You really dig the idea of family get-togethers don't you?

My parents died when I was eight, and my adoptive family is kind of on small side. I've kind of been missing out on big family get togethers for the last fifteen years of my life.

[Well. Color Carla embarrassed. There's a long quiet sound as Carla breathes deep.]

...Is there any way I can crawl out of this while...maintaining my cool exterior.

[there's a faint blush on her cheeks] ...If not, I am well and truly sorry for that. You can have my brothers. All four of them. They're all cops too and pains in the ass.

...well one of them trained tigers, but.

It's okay, it's not like you knew. And honestly, I wouldn't trade. I mean, it was an adjustment going from a group of people that were basically a big extended family to just two or three people, but I love them.

Are they all with the LAPD?

That's really what matters in the long run. My captain doesn't have anybody but his niece and he loves her a fuckton.

[uneasy laugh] uh-yeah. One Detective like Dad, one SWAT officer, one CSI tech...and I think Bill's another Detective at this point. The Renaldi clan is good at tow things, fixing engines and law enforcement. Mom walked a beat for awhile, but moved into LAPD public relations.

We're what you'd call a "blue blood" family.

That's pretty impressive. My dad's a businessman and my brother's still in high school.

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