"I meant no insult!" Dodge ball of lava. "I don't intend to interfere, you said no!" Dodge house-sized spear of ice. "I'm leaving peacefully, okay, so stop tearing up the tile!"
"You'll respawn at home. No permanent damage. You interrupted an important meeting, you need to learn a lesson about territory, mountain bitch." Dodge- no, fail to dodge a thrown tree, and then another ice ball. The next sphere of magma is what destroyed that form.
She wakes up, stripped of all her tools and enchantments and even clothes, and groans in pain.
"Yes. They seem very strict and I don't think they'll leave me alone while I am there, but they were polite at least and I still want to help even if they are going to be like that."
"No. Alexandria gave me this but it is not a phone." She points. The radio com is stuck to the inside of her helmet near her left ear and the translator is in the same place on the right.
"Yeah, most things here have been easy to use. It's good. Did you have someone look at my notes on the tunnels?"
"Okay. So I think I am done with things here today. Can I get some money? I will work for it if you want. I want things for my mountain and I can't just wear rocks forever."
"Don't need too much. Not enough for a house, I made one. Oh, I could sell stone! Or is that illegal too?"
"I'll look into this later. Find someone who knows people who want things from the earth."
"The internet is the name for the international connection between them all. If a computer—or a phone—connects to it, it can access a number of virtual 'locations,' called websites, hosted in other computers around the world. There are websites dedicated to buying and selling several things, including stones."
"Oh, that sounds good. I will have to learn to use it. Thanks for explaining. Is there anything else I should do now?"
She says bye and leaves and collects her phone and finds some out-of-the-way place to play with the internet for a while.
She figures out how to use email and sends a batch of emails to various possibly relevant companies in only slightly broken English explaining that she is a new cape ('cape' being different from 'parahuman' and thus not a lie) who can make and manipulate large amounts of stone and other earth-sourced things. Her name is Mountain, the Protectorate can verify her existence, and she'd be interested in selling services and materials.
Then she flies to one of the relatively cheap clothes stores she found on the internet. She's dropped most of the outer layers of her rock armor because it's too bulky (she can always make more after all), but is still pretty clearly a cape. She keeps her helmet because people seem surprised whenever she doesn't.
A bunch of those companies reply asking her about various things like rates, speed, what exactly she is offering, etc. She's not the first parahuman to go Capitalist but she is fairly rare in doing so and still identifying as 'cape.'