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((I know I shouldn't, but: chain actions incoming! Feel free to interrupt.))

[-->Lake]

Bayside, the day before yesterday: a pixie man, clad in red chino pants, a bright blue shirt with "NPC" printed on it and tiny running shoes on his tiny feet, flutters through a poor apartment district. He's looking for Strawberry's apartment, and soon finds it. Just as he had anticipated, there's a full laundry rack on the pathetically small balcony. The pixie cuts a little hole into a bra, takes a small piece of paper with arcane symbols printed on it out of his pocket (which basically covers the entire front of his shirt. Everything is bigger when you're small.) and hides it in said hole. Then he leaves.

Civiron's Realm, now: Fluttering through the portal comes the pixie guy. He doesn't stop or look around, but heads straight towards the lake, as he fears that doing so might attract Civiron for a little chit-chat. When he reaches the lake, he flies over it and upward for a few dozen meters. The pixie stops and takes a densely printed ticket out of his pocket. It's a teleport-swap spell in print form. He rips it in half, the spell takes effect and he is gone, replaced with the bra Strawberry. She's wearing a long, modest dress with long sleeves and a floral hijab. Also, she is (or was) asleep and doesn't notice her fall until she almost hits the water.
Lake

Well, somehow the fairy did escape from Civvy's friendly wrath welcoming party. Guess she's busy off somewhere else.

Unfortunately for Strawberry, there is no one nearby capable of stopping her fall. There definitely is someone who is not capable of stopping the fall nearby, however! And that's Grace!
Grace is also mostly asleep, dozing in the sun on a folding beach chair several feet back from the edge of the water, and just enjoying the warmth of the sun. Judging from her bronze level of tan, she apparently does this a lot. Grace is of about average height for a human, with a thick mass of vibrantly red hair, currently pulled back into a bun, her eyes -- though currently mooostly closed --, are emerald green.
Likely, as soon as Strawberry hits the water, she'll be up and moving; but until then, she just continues pleasantly dozing in the warm sun.