The vampires in question didn't seem sure whether to be furious, insulted or just plain scared. Faith looked at them with a mock sympathy. "You heard the guy, that's the order you're going to die in."
She looked nonchalant, casual, as though this was merely a vague moment in her life that she cared nothing for. But in reality her mind was already working the calculations she would need. A duck there, a kick there. How to twist and turn to get them into position to kill them in the right order. An interesting exercise at least.
The blonde was closer to her, but a punch to his throat and a handspring from her quickly changed that, bringing the wannabe goth close again. Even as he tried to back away, clearly wanting to abandon his friends, she kicked his knee, causing him to fall to the ground. While he tried to make a grab for her to pull her over with him, she dodged his grip, swiftly staking him before keeping the momentum of her movements going, turning to face the blonde again as he recovered from the blow.
To his credit he tried to fight, blocking many of her blows before they could really land and do any damage, but while he had the strength of a vampire, he lacked the skill that a real master like Spike or Angel had. Faith guessed she'd probably been fighting longer than this guy, and she managed to slam the stake home relatively quickly.
Before she could move again, the final vampire, the one she'd nicknamed Shorty, lunged for her, trying to sink his fangs into her shoulder. he did manage to just graze her skin before she dropped her shoulder, throwing him over her, glaring at him furiously. "Now that was just rude."
With a smirk she glanced over at Scorpius. "What do you think I should do to him for that?"