Makoto stared at the girl he'd considered his best friend. She was speaking so strangely, it didn't seem like the same girl he'd known for over a year. He stared at the girl standing before him once more and remembered the new powers he'd acquired, shouting out to the woman both with his effiminate voice and his mind, "Are you the real Mizuru?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2012-07-10 18:59:32, Makoto (uid: 1634) rolls: 2d6a6 Result: 13 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=39418) Mind probing her with telepathy</div></div>