Apprentice (The Ghostface/Frank Morrison)

Private Lessons Part 2

[Frank remembers and applies Dannys suggestions to his next trial but ends up getting a nasty injury to his back.]

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"So how does it feel being mentored by that son of a bitch?" Julie strolled over to Frank, who was seated on a chair near the fireplace, ruffling his hair.

"Stop that!" Frank leaned forward, swatting at Julie's hand.

Julie laughed before plopping heavily into a lush loveseat before popping off the cap to her beer with her knife. Joey eyed them playfully from behind the bar table, stifling a laugh. The Legion was situated in Ormand, their base realm.

Frank smoothed his now disheveled hair, his mask resting beside him.

"He's so annoying you have no idea. He treats me like a child, like I know nothing." Joey made his way up to Frank, handing him a beer before sitting in the chair opposite him. Frank took it greatfully biting down on it's cap with the side of his teeth, sending the cap flying.

"Yeah, the Ghostface may be annoying but he's got almost a flawless record with his trials....from what I've heard anyway." Joey shrugged, taking a sip of his own drink.

"Oh, he made sure to tell me..." Frank shook his head, leaning back against his chair.

Julie lifted her legs onto the couch, sitting cross legged. "What has he shown you so far?" She asked Frank.

Frank knotted his eyebrows, pondering her question. "Not much...he just watches me mostly. He says I'm too loud and not stealthy enough. It's almost like he doesn't know the Legion at all."

Joey raised his eyebrows, rubbing his jaw. "I don't know Frank, just don't bomb this man...we can't lose you for another long period."

Frank sighed, agreeing. "I know...and I promise I won't." Franks gaze lowered to the floor, feeling slightly ashamed. He was the Leader and performed the worst in trials as of late. The mood had shifted and everyone's exspressions turned grim. There was a long moment of silence before Julie spoke.

"So...is it true?" Julie looked at Frank mischievously, raising an eyebrow.

Frank took a sip of his beer while raising his eyes to meet Julie's stare, confused. "Is what true?"

"Is he hot!?" Julie bit her lip, trying not to laugh.

Frank closed his eyes, shaking his head. "Julie, really?"

Joey chuckled while eyeing Frank, shifting in his seat.

"What!? I mean you're not saying no, so I'm going to assume you think he's hot." Julie's grin widened and Frank scoffed.

"First of all I only pay attention to his stupid critiquing, plus he's got his mask on all the time..." Frank cleared his throat.

Julie shook her head slowly, sighing. "I just know he's probably so jacked under that garbage bag he wears."

Joey and Frank laughed, shaking their heads. The group collectively sighed as they stare into the flames of the fireplace.

"I'm guessing Susie is in trial?" Frank suddenly asked.

"Yeah, she's been getting called to them a lot lately." Joey replied, them all knowing it's because Susie had performing the best. The more a killer excelled during trials, the more they were rewarded with.

Frank took a long sip from his beer, trying to hide his insecurities from his friends who had looked up to him at one point. He was determined to do better in his trials and take advantage of the Ghostface's lessons.