Notes at the end

Chapter 1: Home sweet Home

Izabelle Stared at the Front of the Building where she opted to set up her home and Shop.
Using her funds, she found a sketchy realtor and bought an Unoccupied Building on Sixth street, Right between a Coff Cafe and Box Galaxy. Sizable enough for her purposes, Unassuming, and in a low-Patrol Area for Public Security.

Far from perfect but it would have to do.
Izabelle Parked her truck outside of the Property under the cover of night, Quietly but quickly moving her Literal Tons of Etheric Matter into the building's Storage, in the basement before she came under a dawning Realization.

'I Don't have enough space to Synthesize and Store all the stuff down here.' She frowned, Opting to move only half a ton- Enough for The time being over the course of a few hours, Moving the Truck to her assigned parking, Locking up the truck.

'Let's hope that nobody tries to snoop too hard in here. Anyways what do I need? A Workstation of course, A number of raw materials, Acetone, Acroline, benzene for the basics. Maybe I can get Arsenic if I'm Lucky. How the hell do I get bulk amounts without getting flagged though… Is my Pharmaceutical License still good?'

Izabelle ground her teeth against each other as she looked up her License number, finding it still good for another two years.

'Fuck yes.' She tossed her phone aside, Deciding to get to work.

The next couple days were spent as Izabelle being a hermit to her neighbors, Moving mass amounts of gear from selling bits of Raw Etheric Matter on Inter-Knot and Establishing her own living quarters, finding herself In a mostly cleaned-up Establishment.
Sitting on a couch, she typed away on her laptop, Thinking deeply.

'Okay. I'm not quite in business yet but I'll need a Codename on Inter-Knot if I'm going to establish myself. Or a business but I'll get to that when I get there. What's a good name?' She thought for a moment before chuckling to herself typing the Pseudonym for her Inter-Knot account. A name to soon be spoken in even public circles.

Lolita

'Unassuming enough.' A knock on the front door drew her out of finishing her Inter-Knot profile, Dressed in a Fresh Purple Suit coat, she Opened the Front door, Looking down at the Two people there, one Male, the other Female. They didn't seem bothered by her somewhat menacing appearance, though their personalities betrayed a level of intrigue.

"Heya there! I'm Belle, This is my brother Wise. We're The Owners of Random Play- The video store Just down the Street!" The Bubbly Cerulean Haired girl said, clasping her hands together.
Izabelle merely nodded at this as Wise, the Grey-haired boy continued for his Fellow Manager.

"Right. We wanted to See who the Person in Such a hurry to Move in her on sixth street. This building Has been vacant for a while. So you showing up has caused a little bit of a buzz." The Boy's tone was devoid or interest, despite his words, though Izabelle Still remained on guard.

"Ah. Well, I suppose I should have made an effort to get to know this neighborhood better. I'm Izabelle Hernandez, I'm setting up a Pharmacy here. Something Local here seems like it'll attract quite a buzz, dontcha think?" Izabelle put up a bit of a Bubbly facade, crossing her arms however, not much choosing to show the two the unfinished shop behind.
"Oh… Wow! You're probably the Youngest Pharmacist I've ever seen!" Belle says, attempting to keep both the conversation Going. "It certainly would, though. People wanting to Get stuff from the Youngest Pharmacist ever!"

This brought a genuine Laugh out of Izabelle, with her replying with:

"Darling I'm Not five years to Forty, I'm far from the Youngest Pharmacist ever. Though you do flatter me." Her voice dropped down to her Normal Octave, Lower than Either were expecting, causing Wise to widen his eyes and Belle to go red as a beet from her comment.

"Oh." Was her only response.

"Well I got some work to do then, I'll be sure to check out your shop when I have Some free time, Alright?" She gave a smile, and bid the Siblings goodbye as she closed the door behind her, rolling up her sleeves. And getting to work.

Renting a jackhammer, Izabelle started drilling the first floor to Set up Proper ventilation, Running shafts through to the roof and fans to keep Fumes from lingering.
Moving on to running More water into Reservoirs in the basement, installing PVC piping to help keep flow more consistent, adding some emergency shut-off valves, and keeping everything in its own orderly place.
Moving to the main floor, She sighed, writing down where and how to get a number of her supplies- Even the legal ones.

'Alright. Assuming that I make Good standard Pharmaceuticals of my own brand I can sell them for 220% of The Production cost easy. HeadX being the industry standard at 1100 Dennies a Bottle, I can make mine 800. I won't be making it my primary product So I should be able to shoulder that financial Burden. That's for Pain. Cold I can do 1600 for a bottle… Fuck I still need the appropriate packaging, which means I need to get into contact with a company that provides Packaging for bottles and Other containers for My legal drugs. Let alone the Containers for Serum and Sedatives are going to be harder to get ahold of. I can't exactly use other containers, both for my own confusion and Client's. Even if a Hollow raider dies without using my stuff, a Random person should be able to find my Product and use it without debating on what it is.'

She buried her head in her hands and growled.

'I can buy a small stock, but the bank will get suspicious if I put too much Money without an actual source of income yet. That and I want to keep as much etheric Matter as I can, so Selling more isn't an option. And I think that everyone who wants Raw Etheric Matter has it by now. All I see on Inter-Knot is those who want refined stuff. Ain't happening. Not yet. I can't open legally yet. Though the harder part is putting myself out there without attracting Public Security's Attention. I could put a post on Inter-Knot selling My product, though I should look out for Stings. Best to keep a low profile and only accept Requests for Sedatives and Serums. Actually… That reminds me.'

Izabelle Opened up the drawer in her Desk, Looking at the Note that Tore apart the Red Fang Gang's Chemistry industry.

She inspected it, raising an eye.

"Ain't that bizarre. Some basic chemicals for Serums. Formaldehyde, Cadmium. Boiled… I can put in an order and make some now. Though… The refined Etheric matter… I can refine it I suppose. I'll just have to clean up sooner than I would like to start."

Izabelle then got to work, Putting her Hazmat and Respirator on and once again-

Got to work.
She took some of the Raw Etheric matter and Put it over a burner, slowly rendering it into a clumpy liquid form, Adding Hydrochloric acid and placed the mixture into a Beaker of boiling water, waiting briefly and attaching it to a evaporation chamber, waiting as she also rendered Mercury on the other end of the chamber, combining the two. She turned down the heat, swiftly switching the Burner to a Cooling clamp, being careful to not let the Thermal shock break the glass as the Etheric matter compound mixed with the mercury, Cooling to a liquid, and swiftly thereafter to a Sand-like Structure.
Refined Etheric matter.

The hours of Refining paid off, as Izabelle Opted to Take a combining agent and keep it as a Brick of Etheric Matter, Placing it in a repurposed Ice cream Freezer, Sealing it off to keep it safe and stable.

'I think I see the Formula here now though. The big issue with Anti-Corruption Serum is that its a poor long-term option, especially with low ether resistance already. The Heavy toxic metals are resistant to corruption, yes, but they're still going in your body. That on top of the Etheric Matter to make up as the base means that the Human body can't sustain too much for long periods of time, lest the effect minimizes. Theoretically if your resistance is high, this is a non-issue apart from health issues later down the line. But this formula… it only mildly expands on that. Nicotine here is to make it so the body takes it easier, less of a chance for shock after taking it. Though… If One can make Food-grade Etheric matter and Substitute The arsenic for something of a similar makeup, but less degrading on the mind… That might work. I might have some bismuth lying around, its super cheap so It won't hurt to try.' The very thought Was preposterous. Not only to her, but to every specialist in Etheric Matter- the Process of Refining Etheric matter was unchanged for decades, the material being unfathomably stringent with what it interacts with.

So when Izabelle Refined the Etheric matter into a Food-grade substance in a matter of minutes she was taken aback as to how she never heard of this method before.

"Surely someone has thought of this." She thought to herself, analyzing the Etheric matter, finding that its more than just edible, but inhalable, injectable with less consequence than anything any other company has put out.

'And with bismuth of all elements.'

She nearly passed out at the thought.

'If I were to share my findings, I'll never need to work a day in my life! I can live comfortably off of My discovery… But… '

"Why stop here?" She asked herself aloud, taking her Respirator off.

"After all, this can get me ahead. So far ahead of anyone else in the Drug making industry. Legal or not, My Edible Etheric matter can not only save lives, but if this new revised Compound from the White star institute is anything, a much safer and more effective Anti-Corruptive serum. It can make me billions."

She thought long and hard about it and-

"Fuck it I guess."

Or not.

Izabelle Got up and went upstairs, stripping out of her Hazmat suit and leaving her in her underwear again, sitting at the computer and Ordering her legal materials and Containers.

'I can shoulder the burden for now. The world might be able to change. I can make it change, rather.'

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