Thran stared at the projected image of the Emperor floating in a tank of Bacta. For all extents and purposes he appeared dead if not for the occasional twitch and the steady beep of the life support monitors. "The Empire must go on," Thran mumbled to himself as he continued through the list of members deserving recognition.

A glimmer of maniac glee entered his eyes as he came upon his name. Well, I should be recognized to...but, I can't do anything to extreme or they'll be suspicious. Ah, yes, this'll do, Thran thought, as he entered the following information into the datapad.

Moments later, a standard form letter came across his personal communication device.

The Emperor is pleased to present to you this Grand Cross for your outstanding service to the Empire. Thran crackled. "I'm sure you do Kamjin. I'm sure you do."

Master Kamjin "Maverick" Lap'lamiz, 2023-08-25 15:47:33 UTC