Story: “Show some respect on this deck for the dear departed” Summary: An announcement of death makes its way through various communication channels of the Empire. Time frame: The story takes place a day after the failed coup of Headmaster Gentis on Coruscant (19 BBY). Continuity: Before the Saga – Legends mix-up Length: 12 mini-vignettes: 1. Sate Pestage on Coruscant * 2. Mara Jade on Chandrilla3. Mon Mothma on Chandrilla 4. Darth Vader on Coruscant 5. Governor Ryder Azadi on Lothal 6. Wilhuff Tarkin on board the "Executrix" * 7. Bail Organa on Alderaan 8. Gallius Rax on Jakku * 9. Aurra Sing on board the "Slave I" 10. Prince Xizor 11. Maul on Malachor 12. Saw Gerrera on Jedha * Genre: Drama with a bit of humour Planet of choice: several worlds Disclaimer: SW is owned by George Lucas, Lucas Ltd. and now The Walt Disney Company 1. Sate Pestage on Coruscant The message was simple. It was a small flimsi sheet that had came in with the Shawda club sandwich that he had ordered in CoCo Town. The text was written in Aurebesh. One sentence only: “Unicorn down!” Sate Pestage smiled and threw the sheet straight into the fire of his chimney. While the flames consumed it, he pulled himself a generous glass of Naboo blossom wine. He left the wine to breath for a while and turned to the sandwich. To enjoy it a bit longer, he used his silver cutlery. Every bite he took was divine. For an alien creature Dexter Jettster was an amazing chéf. A pity he had decided to feed the working classes of Coruscant. A restaurant like the 'Manarai' would have been a suitable environment for the Besalisk. Fat dripped from the Naboo man’s mouth and he cleaned it neatly with a napkin. Nagina’s assassination had been one of the most secret military operations that the Imperial advisor ever got involved in. His double agent had been successfully placed near the group of males and females that acted around the notorious war criminal Saw Gerrera. The aim had been simple. To lure the terrorists to Lothal. There the unfortunate target had revealed itself. That Headmaster Gentis had orchestrated a coup against Sheev at the same time had come in handy. The focus of his old childhood friend had been on survival and not on the well-being of his niece. Regret welled up in Sate Pestage. To slit Nagina’s throat open all by himself would have given him a much greater satisfaction. But Wilhuff Tarkin and Gallus Rex had made a pact with him. No member of their triumvirate had been allowed to hunt her down personally. The Imperial advisor put the napkin aside again. The links with a double agent were easy to cut off. To dispose of such a person was not a great problem either. In case of a thorough investigation, Saw Gerrera would be blamed anyway. Sate Pestage finished his wine in silence, thanking the dark side of the Force that his cursed god child was no more. Nagina had been a trouble maker from the start, hindering the career of her uncle. The glory of the Empire could have arisen sooner. She had been a distraction, of late even a whistle-blower. To eliminate her had been a necessity. The Naboo man hoped that her death would make Sheev more feral, more sinister. That not an inch of goodness was left in him. A Sith with a heart was a burden.