Decline

Your visit did not last long

{if The Passage of Time > 95} Your Time in Barenhaven is running out {elseif The Passage of Time > 80} Your Time in Barenhaven is coming to a close {elseif The Passage of Time > 60} You have some Time left in Barenhaven {elseif The Passage of Time > 50} Your Time in Barenhaven is half-way over {elseif The Passage of Time > 30} You have quite some Time left to spend in Barenhaven {elseif The Passage of Time > 15} You have a lot of Time left to spend in Barenhaven {elseif The Passage of Time > 5} Your Time in Barehaven has just begun {else} You are now spending Time in Barenhaven {endif}

{if Connected: The Dean’s Daughter = 6}

"You are a strange one, First Officer." The Dean’s Daughter has left the Devoted Domestic and her bedroom behind and personally escorted you to the door. "I hope you are not entertaining notions." She now stands there, smiling. "Because I am still very much married."

The sudden **** of her kiss is enough to send you stumbling against the wall. Her tongue invades your mouth and her hand grips your crotch as she tumbles into your embrace.

"Because I would **** those notions," she says, her voice breathy. "Not disabuse you but use you. All night long. You better watch out, First Officer. Next time the clock won’t save you." Challenge sparkles in her eyes as she slips away. The door slams shut before you can answer.

{elseif Connected: The Dean’s Daughter = 2}

"You have changed, First Officer. Or maybe I have." The Dean’s Daughter has left the Devoted Domestic and her bedroom behind and personally escorted you to the door. "I definitely have. And I should be accepting, grateful even. I am married, after all. And I want to be your friend." She sighs. "But if you’re holding back for my sake – or..." She exhales. "I want to be your friend. I want to respect your decisions and be your friend. But my heart is not yet hard enough. I’m sorry and I will change for you, but until then I am here. Waiting and hoping." She offers you her hand. "Goodbye."

{else}

The Devoted Domestic escorts you to the door. "Come again," she says, standing there and smirking. "Our doors are always open."

{endif}