Buffy had wondered if aliens could be sired and now she had her answer. Too bad it was a discovery made in the field while she sidestepped a swing from one of the vamped out Twi'leks. She brought her scythe up as the female Twi'lek swung again,, only to have it blocked by the scythe. Her golden eyes narrowed at Buffy and Buffy just rolled her eyes in response, lashing out with a kick to the woman's knee with such force she could hear the bone shatter. The vampire cried out in pain, louder than the Slayer liked, and started to fall to her good knee. But before she could, Buffy had already spun the scythe back around, cleaving her head off, not wanting to risk a stake to the chest since she didn't know alien anatomy. Before it could hit the ground, the vampire's whole body had turned to ash and dust.
It had happened so quickly, that Buffy didn't look up until Wanda called out. "Yup!" she assured her. The green one hand't put on a game face yet, but there was no mistaking the very undeadness that he had. The other Twi'lek vampire started to tear through the curtains, furious and frustrated. He yelled something Buffy still didn't understand, but when he didn't get the response he wanted, he readied to pounce. But he was a little too slow, as Buffy had already rushed him, her scythe swinging toward his head in the hopes of ending this quickly. He dodged and stumbled over the shredded curtains, and with a bolt of inspiration, grabbed Buffy's leg as they both slammed onto the floor.
The scythe slipped out of her grasp on impact, but she managed to drive her elbow into the vamp's face when he tried to drag her closer to him. Tears welled up in his eyes from the pain, and he managed to smack Buffy's head onto the floor in retaliation.
Oh, this was getting dirty and she did not like it. She barely managed to roll away from him when he made another grab for her, but she had pulled one of her hidden vibroblades out and jammed it into his neck. His gasp of surprise and pain was audible, but she didn't let go of the blade, choosing instead to finished the decapitation with brute strength rather than finesse. It was messier than she had liked, and she nearly swallowed some of the ashy remains, but it was done. "Wanda?" She called out mid cough as she got back to he feet. "You still okay?"