The Black Death
Alyvia (Pronounced: Olivia) Lawrence
19 Years Old
Healer & Servant
Enjoys gardening, playing with children and the arts.
Deeply rooted fears concerning the plague and death.
She's a responsible young woman who has devoted her life to the healing practices.
Although intelligent and independent, she made a beautiful bride and welcomed her position in society until the plague took her husband.
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While searching for an exciting new adventure, the Doctor happens to invite himself into a terrible era for England and it's society.
The Black Death has just surfaced in the population and several people have already been infected, the disgusting physical symptoms and only a few have died so far.
A young widow, brilliant and dedicated, seeks to discover answers as to why her husband died. She wants to find a cure for this epidemic. Sadly she is only a single woman in England with no purpose other than to bear children and tend to a household. If only someone would offer her a chance to be something truly remarkable.
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The Doctor was bored and needed something exciting to do, he was in search of some new adventure, he was alone and things weren't as fun when he was alone, but maybe he would meet somebody new if he set off somewhere. He was thinking for awhile before he set the destination for 1348. He knew that was time of the plague, he hadn't really been there, he knew he would have to be extra careful.
He started the TARDIS "Allons-y !" He grinned as he was off traveling through time and space. He laughed with joy and couldn't wait to see what it was like. Once he landed he stepped out of the TARDIS And looked around. He was beaming with excitement. He put his sonic screwdriver in his pocket and walked through the streets of the village he had appeared in.
He knew it was defiantly time of the Black death from the way people were and what was going on around him. Unsure if he was immune to such things he would have to be careful.
He continued to walk around to see what he could find. He knew plague was something he couldn't really interfere with as he was sure the Black Death was a fixed moment in time.
"Mmm," he mumbled, He was thinking and wondered where to look around. There had to be something going on that he could fix that wouldn't have any drastic effects, or somebody he could make friends with. He knew many people who knew him would think it would be a strange time to visit.
"Please be careful darling," a young woman encouraged, her fragile hand gently mussing with the child's hair. The sleepy-eyed boy was no older than ten years of age and yet was already showing the early signs of a sickness. Although no one quite knew if it was the rumored plague or something else. The majority was now frightened by physical contact, but not the beautiful blond who devoted herself to children. The female known to the town as Alyvia Lawrence.
Once the little boy hurried off down the road with a fresh bag of candies, Alyvia turned her attention back to the clinic inside of her small house. After her husband's death from the plague, he was the fifth victim. Since then Alyvia made it her mission to treat those with any sickness. Going back inside and making her rounds before Alyvia decided to go out for the market, Alyvia made sure her patients were comfortable.
She went outside with a black cloak around her body, the hood lifted and small basket balancing off her arm. Alyvia quickly found the market and accidentally bumped into a tall man.
"Oh, I do beg your pardon, sir." Alyvia apologized, blushing darkly.
The Doctor looked at town and part of him wished he could do something, but he knew the problem was too big and was a fixed event.
He was not quite paying attention till a women bumped into him. He grinned a bit and looked at her "Ah Its alright." He replied.
He noticed she was blushing darkly and he backed up a little to give her space, and not make her feel too awkward. "I wasn't fully paying attention also. Probably partly my fault," he said softly. He ended up blushing a bit as she had bumped into him.
"There is a plague here yes?" He said. He was trying to start some conversation. He didn't seem to know what to talk about though.
The Doctor looked around the area and sighed softly. It really was a depressing feeling around the area, he knew that was because of all the death and misery.
This man was rather handsome and Alyvia found herself smiling when he engaged her in conversation. However, when he brought up the plague that smile vanished instantly. Dread spread along her lips and she refused to answer at first. There was indeed a plague and not much else information could be found about it, so the sickness continued to grow rapidly throughout the year since it originally arrived.
Alyvia frowned, "The good people of this town have fallen sick with a terrible disease. There seems to be no cure, sir."
Speaking so openly with a man was not proper conduct for a young woman such as herself, but Alyvia found her trust could be easily placed in this stranger. He held a disarming presence about himself. Alyvia should have questioned him, yet didn't. Instead she continued to tell him even more.
"The sickness took my husband, he was the fifth victim to be discovered." Her emerald eyes fell to the ground. "Had nasty bumps covering his skin. A horrible scent radiating from his flesh and the whites of his eyes turned yellow with liver failure. My beloved husband became a disgusting creature of filth and was taken only a week after becoming sick." Alyvia remembered the day well, because it would have been their anniversary.
With her husband no longer alive and no children of her own, she was outcast by the remaining society. Despite her beauty and apparent kindness, people saw her as a disgrace to a female title. She no longer had a true purpose.
"I'm sorry sir, but we haven't been introduced." Her manners surfaced, and she dropped in a polite curtsy. "I'm Alyvia Lawrence, and you are?"
"Ah I am truly sorry, " The Doctor frowned when she spoke about the plague and her husband. He really wanted to help but he knew he couldn't. "It is sad time I am sure, the whole town seems in despair from looks of it," He looked at her as he spoke.
"Oh my name is the Doctor," He replied grinning. He wondered how she would react to his name, as many people seemed to want to question things further, He lent agaisnt a building, he ran a hand through his brown hair a little and looked at her.
"It is truly terrible to loose the ones you care about." He sounded pained as he spoke "I know what that is like, Been through it many times" he remembered the time war, he missed his family. He thought of Rose and nearly brought himself to tears because of it, and tried to stay tough.
The Doctor wiped away the tears away that had slowly formed. He was tired of losing everybody he had cared about and living so long was almost cruel. But he moved on best he could and having companions with him all the time was what kept him happy.
"Ah sorry I was thinking of the past and I never mind," He forced a smile and looked at her again. He always tried hard to fight his pain.
"I am so lonely now," The Doctor whispered. He didn't seem to know if he could tell this young lady his past, but he wanted to get to know her and he wanted friends again instead of being painfully lonely. He hated been lonely it was no fun.
"Loneliness is no fun, not after living so long and going through pain so much and traveling around by myself so much." he sighed.
Alyvia sighed heavily, eyes still connected to the ground as she spoke softly, "I believe humans must know loneliness in order to retain our compassion and sensibility to our kind." Her words were wise, but beyond her time. Such speech would have her killed if spoken to the wrong person, most of all a man. Alyvia was born to be a servant, a mother and maid to a man's rule. She had no other purpose in the world. Now without a husband she was seen as nothing, but Alyvia had potential.
"If we never knew the painful reality of being alone then we'd be cruel creatures with no sense of community," she explained. "The fear of being alone is what keeps us joined. It makes us strive for companionship and friendship, or love even." Although the death of her husband brought with it such horrible memories and the emotional pain that continues to haunt her even now, Alyvia was thankful for the knowledge she gained.
She rose her eyes to the Doctor and once again found a smile. "When my husband died and I was left without anyone else by my side, that's when I began seriously resuming my studies with medicine and since then I have helped treat many people in this town." Despite the limited information from this era, Alyvia was an excellent medic and had been able to save those with minor illnesses.
"Pain is required for us to learn and further our development, but that does not make it any less miserable." Alyvia's eyes welled with tears. "I am sorry for the losses you have suffered, sir. Yet you surely have grown as a person as a result of them, yeah?"
The Doctor knew that was true expect for fact he wasn't human, he though wasn't sure whether he should mention it, because he didn't want to scare her and it was already hard times . "That is true I suppose, But nobody stays with me long or maybe to me it doesn't feel long." After over 900 years having human companions never felt like it lasted long, and when they didn't die of old age they left him or something happened to cause them to part. He got tired of the loss over and over again and hated living so long sometimes.
"Your a knowledgeable young women," The Doctor seemed to admire this, he liked meeting knowledgeable people and he knew in these times it would be hard to be so knowledgeable and female.
"You sound brilliant," He was smiling, the fact she was so determined to help people and learn about medicine was amazing to him, He wasn't sure if anybody had told her she was brilliant but he certainly thought so and looked at her for awhile.
He looked at her for a long while, he was thinking, he wasn't sure if he had become a better person from those loses as he just got torn down from pain and blamed himself when something went wrong. He noticed she was in tears and he hadn't meant to bring up a subject that would upset her , he wasn't sure what to say to her " You'll be alright even if the loss is indeed painful, But I am not sure if i have grown from such experiences, suppose I have but constantly after so many years is cruel almost. Some of it feels like my fault."
While Alyvia continued her conversation with the Doctor, they were suddenly approached by an elder woman, her hands shaking slightly as they rose to Alyvia and the Doctor. The stranger frowned, eyes narrowing and her lips quivered. Although it appeared she was looking at the Doctor, she spoke instead to Alyvia.
"For shame woman."
Alyvia's puzzled face grew pale, "I beg your pardon ma'am?"
The unknown female resumed her speech, "You have only lost your husband a few months ago and already you openly speak to another man? How shameful of you! You disgrace your husband's honor."
Alyvia's eyes widened with horror, her body shaking internally. "I...I was only..."
"You are a whore!"
The Doctor continued talking with her , he was almost unaware of the lady coming up to them till he heard her speak. He knew it was probably just the era he was in, but he couldn't help been friendly. He wondered what he should say as he still wanted to talk to her.
"Ah sorry I was just been friendly," He told the women. He gave a small grin "I'm The Doctor," he introduced himself. He scratched his head a bit. "I haven't been here before," He looked at the older lady. He knew even though he looked young that he was way older than even her.
He though thought when the lady called her a whore that it was a bit harsh as they were only talking "Hey now that is a bit harsh we were only talking," He frowned a bit. The Doctor looked at the women in front of him and did think she was not putting the situation very politely.
Maybe I should just go The Doctor thought, he was lonely and looked sad at the thought that he would have to leave when he thought he was going to make a friend.
"Was only trying to make friends," he looks at the elder women and muttered something to himself.