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Esme Stirling

Esme had somehow found herself in Illinois after taking on a Shapeshifter the day before and ghosts the day before that and early this morning. Now exhausted and sleep deprived, all she wanted to do was find a place off the highway she could pull over and have a small nap. Sleep deprivation had somehow blocked her from seeing exactly where she was in Illinois, but what she knew was that this road seemed to go on forever with little in sight. After what seemed like hours of fighting sleep and slapping her face to stay away, something had finally popped up in the distance. “Finally.” she groaned. She looked down at her gas gage briefly. She still had a quarter of a tank of gas, so she didn’t really have to worry too much about that if this place ended up not being a gas station. As she got closer, she slowed down to get a good look at the building. “Geeze, is this place even going?” she questioned, looking at the small building with blown out windows. With a bit of reluctance, she drove on ahead, not really trusting the place. A little way up the road, she found a place to stop that looked a bit more promising, even if it was still on the side of the road but could still get a suitable distance between the road and her car. Parking as far as she could from the road's edge, she cracked a couple of windows and locked the doors, then made herself comfortable in the front seat for a catnap.

Name: Esme Marabella Stirling

Nickname(s): Ez, Ezzy, Bella, Mara, Stirling

Species: Human/Hunter

Age: 28

Appearance: 
Always wears a black leather jacket, black boots, a hand made wire necklace, a multicolored beaded bracelet with a silver wolf charm on her right wrist, a medium-sized silver ring on her right thumb with a lapis stone, and a silver watch on her left wrist.

Tattoos/Scars: Anti Possession tattoo on her right hip. A scar on her stomach from a blade from an altercation outside a bar. Bullet scar, or at least what looks like was from a bullet, on her left shoulder.

Sexuality: Straight and single

Relation to characters (optional): Friend from the past at least for Dean and his father John. Sam wasn’t with them when they met. She hasn’t seen them in some years but has kept up with what they have done and what they are doing. 

Bio: Esme was born into a family of hunters. By the time she could walk, her training had begun, much to the disapproval of her mother. When she was nine, her mother was killed. As she grew older, her training became more intense because her father wanted to be sure she was ready for anything she may come across. By age six, she knew how to handle a gun, fight, and knew about most things that go bump in the night. At age ten, her father took her on her first hunt. They had tracked down and killed a werewolf that had been terrorizing a town. By fourteen, she was someone well versed in all things that go bump in the night. When her father thought she was ready, he started taking her on cases. He saw her as a natural hunter, but was still overprotective and would step in even if she had it handled. In her early teens, she and her father had gone on a hunt, the aim of this hunt was to raid a small vampire nest in an abandoned and dilapidated warehouse, but this small nest turned out to be quite large, and more than the two could handle. Lucky for them, John Winchester and his son Dean had also caught wind of the case and showed up some time after them. The four teamed up and paired off, her father and John and Dean and her. They worked together and took out the nest, Dean and her hitting it off as they did and making a small game out of it. With the job done and the mess cleaned up, they met up at their vehicles and talked a while. 

The adults shared a few beers, exchanged thanks, and a few stories. Dean and Esme went off to talk on their own until the men were ready to leave. The two teens spoke about how they wished they had met in better times and other things, exchanged numbers in case either got in a hairy situation, and gave each other an item to remember the other by before it was time to part ways. After parting ways, they ended up at the same hotel without realizing it. It wasn’t until Esme made a trip to the vending machine and found Dean there did it become clear. The two talked for a long while before they walked back to her room and said their goodnights and he went to his room. The next morning, Esme’s father woke her early after getting word of a case that wasn’t too far off. As they loaded their car they ran into the Winchesters again as they were loading their own car. They were also headed out on another case, the same one Esme and her father were headed off too. So, once again, they teamed up to take care of the creature. After the hunt, they found a place to linger and talk for a while, then they went their separate ways. Before parting ways, the two hugged and Esme kissed Dean's cheek and thanked him for his and his father's help. They both vowed they’d met up with one another again. Esme kept in touch with Dean over the years, much to her father's disapproval, as he tried to keep her from contacting him. So, she ended up doing it in secret. 

There was a connection there that she didn’t want to lose. It also gave her someone to talk to when she and her father were on the outs and having a disagreement over something. But when her father was killed, she contacted him one last time before dropping contact. She became a lone wolf and became obsessed with finding what had killed her father, but has never found it. Some time passed before she ended up getting in touch with Dean for a case to get his help. The two worked together and ended up hitting it off again and even having a bit of a fling. It didn’t last but they parted on good terms. Sometime later, she learned of a hunt her other family members went on and that none survived. She ended up closing herself off from others and spending most of her days on the road, only going to the place she once called home if she needed something from there. She felt that the only true home she had now was her car since she lived mostly on the go and it held her most prized possessions.

Weapons: An assortment of firearms, blades, and even a grenade launcher in case the occasion calls for it. She always has a lighter on hand and a surplus of bullets, salt, and lighter fluid on hand.

Vehicle: A black cherry four-door 1969 Chevrolet Chevelle, that once belonged to her parents

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