so, I *may* or may not have promised Loki, or a construct of @kel's agile imagination that xe calls "Loki", that I would tell the story of how Kel met them and came to regard them as xer patron of sorts, and why we hold Loki high in our esteem even though they have a somewhat evil reputation as a murderous rogue. Kel has already told this story in a massive 52-tweet storm on the birdsite a while back, but Loki (or whoever it is) suggests that I should not merely copy that, but use my own words.
Loki Afficher plus
There was a sense of expectation in the air, an accumulation of strange happenstances and coincidences. I remember for instance my metamour Gravis just happening to start tweeting photos of coyotes, and when I asked him about it he mentioned seeing a coyote while driving near Renton; that struck me as an odd sighting in suburban Seattle. There were other odd prickles that caused Kel to tell K. that we felt some trickster was trying to get our attention. But who?