Henry Villalobos

The better to eat you with, babe

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who copulated ecstatic and insatiate and fell off the bed,
and continued along the floor and down the hall and ended fainting on the wall,
with a vision of ultimate cunt and come eluding the last gyzym of consciousness,
- Allen Ginsberg, Howl

Henry was a charming little boy who grew into a charming and dangerous young man. He dropped out of college like many of the rebellious youth of his day, teaching himself the poetry language of sex and drugs and apathy. He lived a transient life, moving from bed, to bed, to bed. But it wasn’t the emotional high or the momentary love that Henry gained from these innumerable romances: it was the power and the prowl and the hunt.

Henry met his death in New York at the height of the Beat generation in the bed of a beautiful hunter. His sire saw the predator beneath the paramour and brought that out in him with the strike of a shovel and a mouthful of blood. Henry traveled with his sire’s pack of glorified sexual predators along the lifeline of highways in the American west. He drank deep in Memphis, New Orleans, Denver, San Diego and Los Angeles among so many others. He lived out the seventies and eighties in a slow migration, returning to New York in the early 90’s.

By the mid 90’s Henry had made quite a name for himself in his cunning and quickness. He was chosen and invited to join the newly forming pack that would become the Tetrarchy, lending his quick wits and quick hands to the protection of Bishop Vescovi and the bretheren Cainites of a wartime New York.

Like his Ductus and his fellow Paladin, Eugene, Henry mourns the loss of their patron and the subsequent exile of Regina. His talents (natural and supernatural) leave him best suited to meet with his former priest to pass along their valuable information in the hopes of bringing the corruption inherent in the upper management to justice.

Henry Villalobos

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