@[member="Ivon Yrik Kaiber"]
A sigh pulled at her lips, begging to be released into the office's cold air. Mentally the Echani girl growled, upset by her tiredness. "C'mon! I've only been awake for 49 consecutive hours! That's nothing..." She snapped, fighting back a yawn. Continuing to mumble nonsense she sketched, working on a design for a solar-powered speeder. A gentlemen had recently come to her and asked to help him provide tools and vehicles for poorer worlds without them. To reduce the cost, and need of fuel, she had decided to make the machines powered by natural sources, such as solar energy.
The process had left her busy, and she didn't notice the time. In roughly three minutes she was supposed to meet with another man, who wanted to create something for the Republic to use. Naomi had agreed to assist with a little shrug, not caring much about politics. She built things for people who paid, not people she liked. There had never been a occasion where she had refused a client due to affiliation. And only twice had she denied someone due to the project being to difficult.
After all, she was not the type to give up on anything easily.