Callie's booted feet almost hit the man in the face when she entered the room, but he managed to take the brunt of the impact with his shoulder. If she had had her old body he'd still be down, but as it was she slid off, not quite bouncing off his tall frame and landed on the floor. The lithe rogue rolled with it and was on her feet, blade drawn, before the - guard? thug? - had finished turning towards her.<br/><br/>She was in a smalle room, with a bed and a desk, but enough space for a fight - fortunately, she would be at a disadvantage in too close quarters else.