As they'd been talking, she'd been sketching the Force pressure points around the windows in her head. They might have noticed this, but, out of pure coincidence, she'd asked them to shut their "eyes". When the glass showered around them, the Masters went to work, stopping the shards in their path, and dissipating her rogue Force pockets. While they were thus engaged, she flipped out of the window, apparently to fall to her death. But her timing was true, and she landed on top of a passing speeder.

The wind threw her hair back, and pulled her face taught. She planted herself, feet braced against the rims of the turbo engines, her hands gripping the crevice of the wind -shield. The driver exclaimed in surprise, and then anger. He shouted at her in glyconese, but she ignored him.

Sarah thought. She couldn't run back to get the beginnings of her Tardis- that would be the first thing they'd seize. It was a matter of finding a place to lay low until she could establish a workable network in the city, and then use those resources to break in and out of the Temple.

But first there was the small matter of eluding the Jedi. She looked back, black hair buffeting around her face. Ah, here we are. The calvary.

A tall, long muscled, lizard humanoid in Jedi robes(the back of his head shaped like a duck's bill, flapping lips, slits for nostrils) had taken a position similar to hers on a speeder four vehicles down from hers. As she watched, he tensed his long legs, and leapt over two of them. Oh, dear. She retrieved the Triple X Hacker(made it herself, it's not cool unless it sounds like a toy) from her pocket, and pointed it at the wind-shield. It rose, allowing her to slide in next to the shouting driver.

"So sorry." she said, knocking out the glycon painlessly with a little pinch she'd learned from a good friend. She slid into the driver's seat, and lowered the hatch just as her pursuer leapt again.

Well, she thought, as you're so proud of your agility anyway

She cut the engines, sending the speeder into a free fall. Another speeder flew through the space where she'd been, hitting the Jedi's leg with a crack.

Something light green splattered on the wind-shield as she restarted the speeder just before it could hit the ground. She looked up, and watched the Jedi weakly swing onto a vehicle heading back towards the Temple. He was out of the game. He was alive, and he would mend.