Veronica pursed her lips at the name, immediately recognizing it for who it belonged to. Her mind briefly drifted to the multitudes of times the pair had thought together since WWII, yet she shook them away quickly, focusing on the General. "A possessed one? I don't believe so, no," came her final response. In all honesty, she might have, yet she had no idea what most of the creatures were dubbed. As the files began opening she gazed over them, tapping on the small touch pad while still listening in on what her commander had to say. "As for working with Tracer... I believe I've met him at some point. I'm sure we'll be fine. Anyway, please hold a moment."<br/><br/>She carefully placed her phone facedown on the bed then, finally fed up with being utterly nude while on a conversation. She slips the laptop onto the bed as well before hurriedly moving back into her bathroom, grabbing the discarded clothing and slipping them on as quickly as she could managed, all the while muttering under her breath. Finally she comes back into the bedroom before sitting down upon it, once more grabbing that pesky phone and computer. "So what am I looking at? Something resistant to ballistics? Silver? Will crosses or stakes have any effect? And will I be getting any specialized equipment for the mission, or should I use my own?"<br/>