GI JOE Porno Story: Diamond in the Harsh Chapter Four

GI JOE Porno Story: Diamond in the Harsh Chapter Four

Disclaimer: Characters in this work (GI Joe/ Cobra) are the property of Marvel Comics, Hasbro
and Devil’s Due Publishing, Inc , and are being used without permission. No profit is gained from the use of these characters.

Rowan Michaels (a.k.a. Trigger), Mirrored Reflections, and the Diamondback are of my own creation

Thanks to: DesertFox for her work, JohnF. , I would not know Rowan, if I did not know you, and to Jai for the push . . .

Diamond in the Rough

By Nickelina

Into The Fire

The first few weeks in Joe were harder than Rowan had thought. Although he knew this was going to be different, he never thought he would be exhausted after morning PT. He would tell himself over and over again that his drill instructor was a maniac while he was on his five mile run every morning. Beach Head would work them to the ground and just when they got up they were back down again. He was thankful though, he knew he was going to be in top shape for the ladies, and there were a few around to impress.

Rowan headed down to Operations to go over more weapon and vehicle details. This was the third day he had been looking over all of this information. Although he knew about standard military weapons, the Joes had a few things that he had never worked with. Learning about Cobras systems was interesting, but how many diagrams could one look at before they went crazy? Learning had to be hands on for him. Reading and taking notes was not his cup of tea. To make matters worse, the room his was in had no windows, there was nothing to distract him, even briefly while he was switching from one diagram to the next. The woman who was there during his interview, the one who always gave him disapproving looks, was the one who he had to shadow. He looked up and saw her sitting on the other side of the room. She wasnt exactly the nicest person he had even met. She seemed too busy to be bothered by him. They called her Lady Jaye. Occasionally, she would drop off another disk of information for him to load into the computer he was working on. He once asked her if she had read all of this information.

Yes, and them some. she had replied

He asked her if she was a human computer later that day. She thought it not as humorous as he had and walked away without answering.

He knew she didnt like him; she only talked to him when she had to. There was always a stream of Joes stopping in to say hello to her, and she always had time for them. But that was alright for him. There was something about her that sparked his interest. He really wanted to get to know her, but he knew better. One less friend, one less attachment.

All the diagrams and notes were getting to him. He pushed the monitor away from him and stood up.

Whats wrong? Lady Jaye asked, looking up from the console she was at.

My ass hurts! My eyes are killing me! Rowan grabbed his eyes as if in pain. The others in the room stopped what they were doing to watch him. What are you trying to do to me?

Jaye walked over to Rowan and put her hand on his shoulder. Michaels, why dont you go down to themess halland get a cup of coffee? Stretch your legs a bit.

Could it be that she was being nice? Rowan thought. Well ok, I guess it will help.

Good. Now go, stop making an ass out of yourself and disrupting everyone else.

He should have known it was too good to last. Im gonna stretch my legs and drink some of the great military coffee you have here. You just cant get enough of that.

Jaye walked back to her console and sat down. It was a few minutes before she realized that Mainframe and Dial-Tone were talking about her. What?

Oil and water is what my mom used to say, Dial-Tone said as he turned back to his console.

I dont know what it is about him. Its as if his very presence bothers me. I dont know why. I have never been like that with anyone here. Jaye turned back to the console.

Both of the men snickered at that.

Come on! Jaye turned back around to face them.

Think about it Lady Jaye. Mainframe said.

She cocked her head to the side and thought about it. Well, there was that bad start with Scarlett. She paused and thought some more. I could not stand Flint, Beachhead and I still rub each other the wrong way. Cover Girl has grown on me. And I do have that tendency to call Shipwreck a moron, Jaye gasps. Oh my, does this make me a bad person?

Well, Mainframe turned back to the main computer, You wont be Miss Congeniality today. How do you feel about those people now? They say first impressions are important. Sometimes you have to get to know someone. Give him a chance.

Rowan sat in the nearly empty mess hall, and picked a table in the corner, where no one else sitting. He didnt feel like being bothered right now. He put his cup down and closed his eyes. All of this reading was ridiculous. Joe hasnt even seen battle with COBRA in some time. Reading wasnt going to get him anywhere. Just put a weapon in my hand and Im good to go, he thought. Why did he really need to know how Cobra Hiss tanks operated? He wouldnt be driving one. All he needed to know was what ordnance was on it, and what caliber it was. He had already looked over the Joe equipment and had been excited to work on some of the weapons and vehicles that they had.

Even though he knew this was different from the other bases he had been at, he couldnt shake the feeling of being on the outside. From what he saw, there was no inner circle in GI Joe. It seemed like regardless of rank everyone was pretty much on the same level. Ordnance was sometimes looked down upon, no matter what branch of the military you were in. Rowan laughed to himself, without ordnance, they would all be throwing rocks and sticks at each other.

Youre the new guy, arent you?

Rowan was startled to see a cheery red head standing in front of him. Yes, I am. Well, thats what they are calling me, anyway.

Im sorry I didnt get to meet you earlier, I was out on assignment. You know how that goes. Im Ripcord. He extended his hand, and Rowan shook it. Welcome aboard. So have you been assigned to quarters yet, or are they shuffling you around?

Rowan looked down at his coffee. Im in room 314.

Really? Well it looks as if were bunkmates, Im the other Joe in 314. Its about time I got a roommate. Dont worry about me, Im a quiet guy, I wont bother you too much.

Great. Rowan hated to admit it, but he was glad that it was Ripcord who he was in quarters with; he seemed to be getting along with him pretty well.

So, Ripcord said as he made himself comfortable across from Rowan, Where are you working? Are you shadowing anyone?

Uh, you mean the one showing me around and giving me an encyclopedia collection worth of information to look at? That would be…uh whats her name.

Ripcord laughed. Ok, what does she look like? I think I can narrow it down for you.

Short brown hair.

Lady Jaye! So, youre Intelligence?

No, Im not. I have nothing to do with Intelligence. Shes an Intel Specialist?

Our very own Covert Ops specialist. Probably the best we have. Lady Jaye is one of the best people to show you the ropes, she the most patient person I know when she not in the field. Shes a great listener and probably the smartest person I know. Besides, it never hurts to know your way around the Operations Center either

Shes not mean to you? Rowan took a sip of his coffee.

Lets put it this way. Lady Jaye has her days. But usually shes not mean to people. Annoyed is more like it. She gets annoyed with people. Ive known her since right before we came to Joe. So I know her moods a little bit better than some. Anyway, Ripcord changes the subject. What is your primary MOS then?

Ordnance.

Light or heavy?

Light, but dont let that fool you. I like to make my own.

Wow that takes a lot of skill. Im impressed. If I need anything, youll be the man to go to then; Ill definitely keep you in mind. Im airborne. A HALO jumper actually.

Thats cool. Rowan cleared his throat to signal that he was through with his part of the conversation. I gotta go.

Well, Ill see you later. If you have any questions you know where to find me.

Oh, ok, Rowan thought to himself, A dude who jumps out of planes is going to help a lot.

As he started to walk away, he heard Ripcord ask him one more question. Ripcord wanted to know his name. Rowan turned on his heel and with a smile on his face answered, They call me Trigger.

Triggers walk back to Operations was slow. After his conversation with Ripcord, he knew that things were not going to be so bad. He knew that with GI Joe he knew that the sky was the limit; going down the ladder was something he didnt want to think about. The people here were generally nice and they wanted to get to know him. Maybe for once he could be part of the inner circle. He had a spring to his step as he rounded the corner to Operations. Maybe it was time he made a few attachments.

Trigger! Did you go on vacation? Lady Jaye was standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips. Where have you been?

Then again, maybe not.

No, not a vacation, although that would be nice. You told me to get some coffee and stretch my legs, remember? Trigger walked past her and into the room, without glancing at her.

Nice attitude. She turned away from him and sat at the table he had been working at. Come, sit with me.

Trigger put an arrogant expression on and sat across from her. He folded his hands and placed them on the table. Whatever she was going to give to him, he was going to give right back. She did not scare him.

She smiled at him and began. Hypothetical situation. What if there was no such thing as Ordnance? What else would you be doing?

Trigger opened his mouth to answer, and she cut him off.

It doesnt even have to do with your specialty. You have the possibility to learn anything. Computer specialist, sniper, cook, ninja?

Well, what is it you do? He squinted his eyes. Are you a ninja?

No. She kept her cool, because she knew he was making fun of her. Covert Ops.

Hmm… Trigger thought for a moment. That is what I would do then.

What?

Covert Ops. I would be Covert Ops.

Lady Jaye mounted her counterattack. Well that is non-existent as well.

It cant be, because then you would not be here either.

That is off limits too.

Well then, I guess Id be a ninja.

Jaye was not impressed with his attitude. Be serious, Trigger, word has come down from the top. If there was one thing Lady Jaye was good at, it was lying.

He kept his poker face on. Inside it felt as if he had been shot. There was no way he was going back to Fort Bragg. You have no use for me?

Its not that. We just seem to have a ton of green-shirts in ordnance right now. Personally I was thinking that you could work with Stalker, he does ordnance disposal.

Nope. I dont do disposal.

Jaye closed her eyes and placed her hands in her lap to prevent herself from reaching across the table and striking Trigger. Do you always talk to people like this?

Yep.

Alright then, let me be brutally honest with you. Trigger, you were brought to this team to be ordnance. Since we have people already working in that area General Hawk put you here, in Operations. I personally dont think your cut out for it, and its obvious you really dont want to be in Operations. So, I want to find something else for you right now. In time, we would love to have you in here. But I need to see the drive and the focus.

I like to work with my hands. I dont like this reading crap.

Jaye looked at Trigger and saw the light go out of his eyes and his shoulders sunk just a bit. The words she was telling him could not be easy to take. Well, that is a start. Well just find something that will keep your hands busy.

Trigger only grunted an answer to her, but he was happy to finally do something he thought would be more productive.

Were not kicking you out, she paused. You need hands on work? Jaye thought for a moment and a smile crept across her face. Give me a minute. Jaye walked over to a phone and made a quick call that Trigger could not hear. Hey Trigger? She said as she hung up. Do you like vehicles?

Yeah, why?

Good, it seems as if they need some help fixing up some of the vehicles. Maybe even putting new ordnance on them. Are you game?

Trigger smiled at her. Baby that is what Im here for.

What did you just call me?

Baby, baby.

That is not my name. She turned her back to him and walked to the doorway, where she was almost plowed over by Cover Girl.

Im here! Cover Girl said as she stepped out of the way of Lady Jaye.

Trigger turned at the sound of a new voice and saw the tall strawberry blond standing there.

You must be Trigger. She extended her hand. Im Cover Girl and Ill take good care of you.

I bet you will. He looked her up and down, and then turned to Jaye. Where am I going?

The Motor pool. Where you can put your hands all over our vehicles. Jaye patted him on the back. Remember what I said, Trigger. Be focused.

Well, the motor pool must be heaven if Im going there with her. Trigger pointed at Cover Girl and whistled.

Stop! Jaye was at her wits end.

Why? You shunned me.

No I didnt!

I know Im not good enough for you. Trigger put on his best John Wayne voice. You think yer gonna run me out of here? Well, yer wrong, mister. There isnt enough room in this town for the both of us. He acted as if he was pulling a pistol from a holster around his waist, and pointed his imaginary gun at her. Draw yer gun.

Cover Girl couldnt help laugh at Jayes expense.

Im not drawing anything! Why cant you just be serious? This is your job!

Because you treat me like a child.

Jaye practically pushed Trigger through the doorway. Go with Cover Girl. Im done with you. She walked to the table to put the spare laptop away.

Come hither, Trigger. Cover Girl put her arm around him. Lets go to the motor pool. Well leave these guys alone. They obviously dont know how to have fun. She turned around and winked at Jaye. See you later, dont kill anyone.

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