HeadCanon- Turks Homes, Days Off and Casual Attire

Summary:  Detailed head cannons about the Turks homes, casual attire and their hobbies on their days off.  This was inspired by a prompt from Enide-Dear 
Pairing/Characters:  No Pairing / Tseng, Reno, Rude
Setting: FF7  
Rating: PG
Status: Complete 
Type: One Shot Drabble
Disclaimer: All related Final Fantasy names and characters are copyrighted © by Square Enix, however, the story, ideas, interpretations and original characters all belong to me.  ***Please be aware, these head canons are of my own creation and are my own thoughts and ideas.  Please do not use or take without permission.***

Despite what most people might think, all three Turks, Tseng, Reno and Rude, are very solitary creatures, preferring to spend the majority of their free time, which is very limited, to themselves, alone in their apartments, doing the things that they like to do to relax and recharge.  For more specific information, see below.

Tseng:  On his days off, Tseng can be found in his high rise, penthouse apartment in the center of Midgar, within a long, but walkable, distance of the Shinra building.  This apartment is modern, sparsely decorated with fine black leather furniture, crisp, clean lines, decorated in shades of black, white and burgundy.  The place is immaculate and pristine, white glove tested, with everything having a place.  Despite the commanding order of the domicile, the dwelling is still inviting, at least to those close to the Director, having more of a respectable lived in feel as opposed to that of a stuffy  gallery or museum.  No matter how comforting the place might be, that mattered not for Tseng never calls anyone to his home, in fact he hates people invading his private space, but that has never stopped the idiots from inviting themselves, a pet peeve the Wutaian has learned to deal with over the years. 

Tseng's casual attire while in the privacy of his own home consists of a comfortable pair of flannel pajama bottoms, again in dark neutral colors, with a losing fitting black t-shirt and classic house slippers.  Atop of his clothing, the Director wears an authentic Wutaian cotton robe, complete with long sleeves and a sash to tie closed the knee length garment. 

On his days off, Tseng can be found locked away in his apartment, casually dressed and sitting next to the fireplace in his private reading room in an oversized chair.  A snifter of warm, top shelf Wutaian Cognac can be found within arms reach, while a pair of small, delicate reading spectacles can be found perched on his nose, which is stuffed into a book.  Not just any book mind you, but that of classic literature, usually Wutaian, which he reads, if at all possible, in his native tongue.  No  music plays, just silence, allowing the man to become lost in his own thoughts as he delves deep into the story presented.  It is not unheard of for Tseng to take multiple day vacations in which he removes himself from society and the distractions of the real world, all contact cut, so that he finish a book in one sitting.  This is his escape.

Reno:  The Second in Command lives in a small apartment on the outskirts of Midgar, in a more run down sector of the upper plate.  Seeing as if he is never there all that often due to his work schedule, the redhead does not understand why he needs to pay top dollar for space he never uses.  His place is comfortable, a worn, oversized couch stuffed into a barren living room, with a large TV that sits across the way.  A small bedroom, taken up mostly by a plush, Queen sized bed, haphazardly covered by a King sized comforter, lays adjacent to the living room while the other side consists of a small kitchen with limited counter space.  Empty take out boxes fill not only the fridge, but accompany the discarded pizza boxes on the counter.  Depleted beer bottles decorate the living room, as well as several ashtrays stuffed full of used cigarette butts.  Fifths of Vodka fill his freezer, giving purpose to the otherwise useless cold box.  Despite the cluttered description, Reno is actually a clean individual.  Living on the streets for a good portion of his life, the redhead learned the importance of cleanliness and cleaning up after one's self.  It's easier to clean as you go than to let things pile up.  It is also more sanitary and attracts less critters and pests.  Not having much growing up, the redhead learned to respect the few things he had, truly appreciating the idea of static place to call home.  The amount of clutter that remains scattered about is due to the amount of alcohol and cigarettes the assassin consumes on a daily basis. 

When not at work, Reno does not really care for his appearance, leading him to dress in pretty much the same clothes as he usually wears.  This is not only out of habit, but laziness as well.  On occasion, the Turk has been known to wear a nice leather, motorcycle style jacket instead of his blazer when going out.  When lounging about in his home, the redhead will wear comfortable workout pants and a sleeveless muscle tank top, all of which are black. 

To relax on his off hours, Reno can be found sprawled out on his beloved couch, an ashtray resting atop his chest, some form of alcohol in his hand, and his roommate curled up on his stomach.  The redhead lives with a stray cat named Lea, who saved his live some time back (yes, I have a story for this).  In return he lets her live at his home for free, keeping a window open for Lea to come and goes as she pleases, leaving her food and water if she chooses to accept it.  They are best friends and have a wonderful live in relationship, each benefiting from the arrangement in some form or another.  Birds of a feather flock together, and those from the street look out for one another.

While at home, the Second in Command will waste his time watching tv, usually cartoons, the evening usually ending with him yelling drunken profanities at the characters for their poor life choices and general stupidity.  When the redhead becomes bored, or hungry and no longer wants to eat greasy take-out, he will stager his way over to his second home, Rude's condo, letting himself in if need be.  It is not uncommon for Reno to be found sleeping on the bald mans couch, uninvited, when the older Turk wakes up in the morning.  It is an old habit from the redhead's Turk training days that he has never kicked. 

Rude:  Rude lives in a classic Kalm, brownstone style condo, taking up the entire top floor.  He has a balcony that catches the morning light, which he has turned into a sun room and make shift green house.  The bald mans home is furnished with warm natural tones, with a fabric brown couch and hardwood floors, which are generously covered with plush rugs, and lots of windows to allow for natural sun light.  His furniture and decorations might be in tones of gray and brown, but his place is brought to life with vibrant greens from his pants, with splashes of color from the occasional blooming flower.  Rude's place has a very welcoming and earthy atmosphere and one cannot help but feel calm and at peace when in the brawlers home.  Also, the aroma of freshly brewed tea is always present, further helping to relax the soul.

When Rude is at home on his off hours, the brawler can be seen wearing comfortable sweaters and pressed slacks.  No matter where he is, even at home, the silent man will still always be wearing his sunglasses, no matter what.  It is only when he fully trusts someone that the stoic Turk will reveal his eyes, and that is still a rare occurrence.  In the privacy of his own home, Rude will not usually wear his gloves, but anywhere else, his hands are always covered.  The brawler spares no expense on both his glasses and his leather gloves, both top quality and custom made.

When not at work, Rude has many hobbies he likes to partake in.  The first one would be gardening, a pastime he used to share with his mother ever since he was a small boy.  The woman had a marvelous green thumb, which the silent man apparently inherited.  These plants are the closest things the Turk has to children, and although there have been some close calls after making the mistake of having Reno water his plants while away, some of collection have been around for years, including the first bonsai tree his mother helped him with.  This is a pastime which calms the brawlers nerves, helping him to keep his violent temper in check. 

The second beloved hobby the stoic Turk enjoys is that of tea, another interest passed down to him by his mother.  When it comes to drinkable herbal concoctions, there is no match for Rude's knowledge, and many of the ingredients he grows himself.  The calming beverage holds a special place in the brawlers heart because after his temper nearly caused him to beat a man to death then he was a adolescent, his mother made him feel better by giving him tea.  Since that day, the bald man has used that substance to help keep him relaxed and in control of his costly rage.  Although this past time might have started out by just consuming the beverage, over the years it evolved to the art brewing and knowledge of the medicinal properties of the used herbs.   There is an entire cabinet devoted to the man Tea Craft.

The third favorite hobby of Rude's is that of reading.  The man can always be seen with a book and a cup of tea on his off hours.  The stoic Turk will read anything and everything, from fiction to text book, but his favorite, his dirty little secret, is cheap dime store novels.  He has an whole stash that he keeps hidden and out of sight, for fear of anyone finding out.  Once a month, time permitting, the brawler will go back to Kalm to browse the Swap Meet for cheap, used trash novels, a tradition which the bald man has highly come to enjoy.

The fourth and final hobby of the stoic Turk is that of cooking.  Not baking, but cooking.  Rude is a wonderful chef and although his tastes lean more towards the simple and basic, he has been known to make more complex dishes.  The man makes a killer steak and homemade, dough from scratch, pizza that is to die for.  This is why Reno only ever orders take out.  Who needs to learn how to cook when you have a brother you can mooch off of.