His name is Henry O. Sturges.
1 s on the end, and don’t ask what the O. is for.
He’s sneaky. I mean it, really he is.
Who else could send his Mate in as a distraction while he himself herds plot bunnies in the back door?
If you have no idea who or what the hell I’m talking about, check out Abraham Lincoln – Vampire Hunter.
Or you could just sit back and wait for his Private Journals to show up in Sylum starting this Advent.
He’s chatty, at least on paper.
I leave you with this thought:
Abraham: *shifts uncomfortably*
Henry: *headtilt* I like it.
Abraham: I look old.
Henry: *grins lecherously* It’s the thousand yard stare and the spread legs and the tension in your shoulders…
Abraham: *flails* You are not turned on by that?
Henry: Remember the time I had you in the…?
Abraham: *slaps hand over Mate’s mouth as people stare* Not now Henry!