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Fic: A Hidden Magic, 18/19
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angiepen.livejournal.comTITLE: A Hidden Magic, [18/19]
AUTHOR: AngiePen
FANDOM: Celebrity RPS
GENRE: Urban Fantasy
PAIRING: Craig Parker/Alan Rickman (mostly), Orlando Bloom/Eric Bana, Johnny Depp/Karl Urban
RATING: R-ish
SUMMARY: A man who's only ever wanted to be normal runs into irrefutable evidence that it's the world which is crazy, not him.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anyone you recognize. I know nothing about their social lives or sexual activities, more's the pity. This is fiction, period. It is done as a labor of love and I make no money from it.
DEDICATION: For Anorien, just 'cause. :)
PREVIOUS PARTS: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen
Every being which breathed sucked in a breath at his offer and Pelamin's eyes widened above a pleased and predatory smile. Alan could only imagine his glee at the thought of augmenting his power with that of the Great and Dread Sentinel Rickman; he concentrated hard on keeping a smirk off his face. On the floor beside the king's throne, Craig's eyes widened and he lurched to one side slightly, as though he'd tried to stand but been unable. No surprise there -- he looked like he'd lost a good thirty pounds and his eyes were sunken and his hands shaking.
That was for later, though. Alan forced his attention back to Pelamin. This would only work if he could get through it quickly -- make the deal, get Craig and get out, fast. Pelamin tilted his head and went to speak but before he could reply, Orlando stepped forward next to Alan.
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AUTHOR: AngiePen
FANDOM: Celebrity RPS
GENRE: Urban Fantasy
PAIRING: Craig Parker/Alan Rickman (mostly), Orlando Bloom/Eric Bana, Johnny Depp/Karl Urban
RATING: R-ish
SUMMARY: A man who's only ever wanted to be normal runs into irrefutable evidence that it's the world which is crazy, not him.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anyone you recognize. I know nothing about their social lives or sexual activities, more's the pity. This is fiction, period. It is done as a labor of love and I make no money from it.
DEDICATION: For Anorien, just 'cause. :)
PREVIOUS PARTS: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen
Every being which breathed sucked in a breath at his offer and Pelamin's eyes widened above a pleased and predatory smile. Alan could only imagine his glee at the thought of augmenting his power with that of the Great and Dread Sentinel Rickman; he concentrated hard on keeping a smirk off his face. On the floor beside the king's throne, Craig's eyes widened and he lurched to one side slightly, as though he'd tried to stand but been unable. No surprise there -- he looked like he'd lost a good thirty pounds and his eyes were sunken and his hands shaking.
That was for later, though. Alan forced his attention back to Pelamin. This would only work if he could get through it quickly -- make the deal, get Craig and get out, fast. Pelamin tilted his head and went to speak but before he could reply, Orlando stepped forward next to Alan.
Read more....
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