There’s a bit in one of the specials where Moffat makes it clear, though — the numbering is The Doctor, and except that one bit at the end, John Hurt’s incarnation does not think of himself as The Doctor. The Warrior is what a lot of other fans have been calling him. So the incarnations get renumbered — Capaldi is the last regeneration right now, but he’s still the Twelfth Doctor, because Hurt isn’t The Doctor.
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Flatmate!au holiday thread
[text to: all] I need someone tall to help me here
[text:] I picked up the Hobbit, Star Trek: Into Darkness, The Hunger Games, and Full Metal Jacket.
[text:] I’m thinking movie night?
[Text] yespls!!!!
“I am not wearing that.”
“You look fine, gingy.” He mumbled, gently pushing a piece of Summer’s hair behind her ear. “Beautiful, even.”
“I feel very exposed. And it’s awfully sparkly.”
“… I am going to kill you. Come on out and stop being a coward!”
“Naaaah you can’t catch me~!”
“What are we doing here?”
“What? I thought we were going to the movies today. Or was that tomorrow?” He questioned, looking at ginger haired friend with a nervous smile. “Now that I think about it, we were supposed to go tomorrow, weren’t we?”
“That’s tomorrow, yeah. I mean, I can see a movie today too, but tomorrow was the plan.”
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Summer paused in the doorway, grinning. “You two are giving me cavities.”
“What?” Merlin asked, blinking up at his friend. “Why would we be giving you a cavity?” The grin on his face was hard to miss.
“Complete saps, both of you. Entirely too much sugar.”
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Summer paused in the doorway, grinning. “You two are giving me cavities.”
[text to: magic hands] yeah. now to figure out how … know anybody who just wants no-strings-attached sex?
[text: gingy ging ging] wish i did. but im too much of a loner. i dont have any friends other than everyone who lives here.
[text to: magic hands] just get over here
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“Who are you texting?” Summer waves the spoon perilously close to Merlin’s phone screen. “Should I pause the movie?”
Merlin simply dropped his phone, learning against his friend. “… A guy got through the gates at the base…” He simply whispered, shutting his eyes. “He had a bomb strapped to him.. It went off.. Oh Gods…”
She paused the movie, hurriedly, and put her arm around him. “Hey. Hey. Morrie’s okay. He’s … a little pain, he’s very busy. Very concentrated. He’s okay, though.”
He curled against her, tears sliding out of his eyes. “… He got hit. Oh Gods, oh Gods…” Merlin took in a deep breath, trying to calm down, trying to stay strong. Because Mordred was going to be okay. He knew it.
But he couldn’t shake the worry.
“Yes, I know. Shhh. He’s fine, I swear, I promise, he’s fine, he’s just very very busy right now.” Summer shook Merlin a little. “Hey. Breathe.”
[text to: magic hands] yeah. now to figure out how … know anybody who just wants no-strings-attached sex?