Alode is down on Earth for his one year stay among mortals and has found a cute tiger to room with.

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There were many things that often went through a deity's mind when they waited their turn to go to Earth. Many had affairs that were being managed, vast fortunes that were being watched, and even entire island inhabitants that needed to be taken care of.

But for Alode, the bull god? He had none of that. There were very few things he cared to weigh himself down with, which meant he had no vast sums of...well much of anything down on Earth. It was exactly how he liked to play his vacation. And speaking of...

The seer portal finally distended to reveal the trotting, elegant rat goddess as she finished her time. She had barely stepped away from the glowing ring before Alode rushed towards it swirling surface. Asha had to actually hop out of the way or risk clipping the other god's shoulder. She likely shot a negative comment at him as he disappeared into the portal, but he was already too far gone to have heard it.

The one thing he did have in common with quite a few other deities was that he didn't need much time cultivating his appearance. He knew exactly what he wanted, or more accurately: what he cared to have. Looks weren't terribly important to him, even if he did rely on them for most of his pleasure seeking. He went with a handsome face but a wholly average form, not unlike the multitude of other times he had crossed this way. For what features he didn't care to specify, the seer portal filled in the gaps. As such, his descent to Earth was short lived.

The crack of thunder, blinding flash, and haze of smoke that heralded Alode's arrival to the mortal world was met with no fanfare. It was early in the morning there in South Africa, and all around the bull god were the mountains of the Blouberg range. It was a purposely remote location, as far as possible from any prying eyes. The perfect place to store his few belongings.

Alode took his time in surveying the area, just a few paces from where he landed. Once he was confident in his isolation, he turned to a large boulder set to the face of the nearby rocky wall. It was oval in shape and taller than him. Weighing a few tons, it would have taken a crew of people and some machinery to move it. But then again, why would anyone?

The bull god wrapped his arms around its sides and lifted it away with easy. Like setting a loose against the nearby wall, Alode set the massive object down and then peered into the dark crevice that it concealed.

It was a lonely little spot, wholly unremarkable because anyone with a pair of good eyes could see there was nothing inside of this hole that measured barely a meter wide. What anyone wouldn't have known was that its secrets were buried in the loose, sandy floor.

Alode got to work brushing away the twenty centimeters of debris to reveal a steel safe. It was as tall as he was and almost as wide. Much like the boulder, all it took was for the bull god to grasp the massive thing by its sides and heft it out in the open. A quick turn of its dial and its front door popped open.

Within, a treasure trove of gold bricks and a few forged documents greeted him. For his preferred stay, two bricks of gold was usually more than enough to satisfy his yearly needs, depending on how extravagant he liked to live. He wasn't feeling any particular pull for that lifestyle this time around, so he'd just collect his normal amount and be on his way.

Into a cinched burlap sack went his cache before the safe was shut, locked, and placed back in its hole. A quick smooth over of dirt and a replacement of the rock would assure that no mortal would notice that this place looked any different than the surrounding mountains.

With his affairs in tow, the bull god took flight like a rocket aimed North. He cut through the air with ease, borne aloft by a surge of his divine energy. England seemed like a good place to stay this time around, and so it was set in his mind that it would be exactly where he would enjoy his vacation.

Perhaps not nearly so surprising, landlords didn't question their tenants' qualifications or rental history when presented with triple an entire lease's cost up front. Alode barely needed to give a fake name before he was on his way to moving into his new place. He was glad to know that hadn't changed in the past decade. And he still had one gold bar left to liquidate as he saw fit for entertainment.

The first part of entertainment, he decided, would come in the form of his cute roommate.

Every god had their taste, and Alode's was for cute boys that had a feminine flare. It was no problem seeking one out that was in need of splitting the rent of a two bedroom flat. Even less of a problem to find one that didn't mind the bull god's frequent sexual advances.

It was the second week so far of Alode being in the flat. He had already settled in, though his room was incredibly sparse. He bought a brand new laptop from a store just down the road and a used car the town over. Now all he needed was a bed to sleep on and he'd be set for the majority of his stay.

Alode was glancing around at the local business pages on a similarly new phone when the front door of the flat popped open. The bull god barely looked up from his task as his roommate came trotting through in an excited manner.

“I'm home!” he sang gracefully, as Alode had come to find he was so apt to do, the ever so giddy and energetic femboy that he was. “I got some cute clothes that I wanna try on for my photo shoot tomorrow, you'll tell me if they look good or not right?”

Alode's roommate set his shopping bags down near the front door and quickly went about shrugging off his winter jacket and hanging it on the nearby coat rack. Now in a more comfortable sweater and jeans, he picked his haul up and trotted farther into the living room to stand in front of Alode. The bull god looked up and smiled adoringly at the other male.

His name was Oliver, a tiger with a thin body and supple hips that tapered to a round butt that was the result of a strict work out regimen and diet. Every time Alode laid eyes on the his roommate he was always enamored with how cute he was. Being able to understand intent with an almost telepathic accuracy was just one of Alode's many godly powers, but using it to his advantage was much more of an art.

“Sure, if I find some time in my busy schedule,” Alode joked. His voice was smooth and somewhat husky, it carried an accent that was much closer to one of French origin than the tiger's high-pitched English. “But to be fair, I like the idea of you being out of clothes much more than you trying them on.”

Oliver giggled and winked. “Play your cards right and you just might get both.” the tiger turned to go to his room and organize his new purchases but was caught by the upper arm before he got too far. He turned to see that Alode was now standing and grinning at him hungrily.

“And how might I go about doing that?” Alode asked.

“Well, you can begin by finding a place to sleep that's not the couch. Also wouldn't hurt you to do the dishes,” Oliver continued as he looked up into the other's eyes.

Unlike the other deities, Alode didn't have a network of confidants by which to trust his true identity to. As such, no one on Earth knew that he was a god, and a big part of keeping that aspect concealed was implementing a glamour over his eyes so that they looked normal to any mortal that looked at them. Other deities hated this as it took effort and it was hiding a part of them that they often took pride in. Alode didn't much care. It was a small price to pay to walk freely and not be bothered to concoct elaborate schemes or excuses for why his eyes shined like car lights.