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This time, this time he was pretty sure he had the correct balance. Just enough of each that he was pretty sure there wouldn't be side effects. Maybe. Probably.

Would it be wrong of him to try and find someone to help him test it? Like, maybe not on themselves but, uh, maybe to help him out somehow? Slowly, Veikel ventured out and looked around, wondering if he could catch anyone walking by who happened to have some free time on their hands.

And free hands.

Veikel's face lit up like a basket of glows as a victimvolunteer approached, and he grinned brightly. He didn't really know the young man - he thought his name might be Bradley? Branden? Brent - whatever - but he could at least say he knew the face.

The name too, probably, but right this tickmark he was just happy someone was talking to him. The grin only got bigger when Brantmey started talking and slowly the healer made his way over, almost vibrating with excitement. "Nothing's wrong, not really. I was hoping to find someone willing to help me out with something."

There was heavy emphasis that Veikel hoped this candidate would help him. It wasn't like this was dangerous or anything - Veikel had painfully learned that lesson and was not in the mood to hear it from the choir that were all the other healers were he to mess up.

Again.

"I need an extra pair of hands." There was a pause and he reached and pulled at what looked to be a blue object around his neck. Whatever it was made a soft noise of surprise and upset. "H..human hands, preferably."

"What?" What? "Back - o...oh for Faranth's sake." A candle was lit in Veikel's mind all of a sudden and his grin faltered, only to be replaced with a smirk that turned into a belly laugh. The hand that had been tugging at the blue around his neck moved to cover his mouth as his shoulder shook, and sure enough - a tiny blue firelizard peeped its way from beneath his hair and out to his side. It looked balefully at the candidate before popping off Between.

"Y..you....you thought I was going to cut your hands off? Me? Of all healers?" Honestly Veikel didn't know if he should be flattered or not, be he did know he needed to stop laughing. If this Brittney ran off he'd be without help and back to skulking around apparently looking like he was going to dismember someone.

A few coughs did have him clearing up, and he shook his head. The grin was replaced with an honest and happy smile, though Veikel did have to wipe the corner of his eyes a bit. "Sorry if I scared you, what I meant to say was I need help with something that requires an extra set of hands. I can't do it on my own, and while I normally have my firelizards help they're not much use for what I need to do."

He fished into one of the large pouches he had on his hip and pulled out several jars, all full of what looked like different liquids or semi-solids. "Are you willing to lend a hand?"

"They can't really do any super fancy work, but they usually can carry things for me or hold stuff in place if I ask." Veikel glanced at the empty spot where the blue had been, as if the little creature was still lurking. Knowing Bandage he probably was, but somewhere out of sight. "Tiny little claws aren't good for rubbing things though, so that's where your hands come in. I'd like you to wash my hair for me."

He paused and thought about it. "Or let me wash your hair, whichever. Or you can wash your own and let me watch, or you can watch me wash mine. Either way, hair is going to be washed."

"Really? Oh man, thank you so much!" Veikel's face grew happier and gentle, and his eyes narrowed as his smile turned soft. "I suppose you could say it's for specific reasons, but really I just was messing around and made something new.
Isn't it more fun to try things out with someone else?" He was entirely less likely to get in trouble if someone else was there with him and he had full permission, right? "If you'd like I can wash your hair first? Or it might be better to wash mine first. I do have some gloves you can wear too, if you're against touching someone's head directly...."

He probably wasn't making this sound less dramatic or dangerous when all it involved was literally washing hair. With shampoo he'd made himself using different mixtures of things in an effort to see if he could make hair shiny.

Veikel had weird priorities sometimes but right now this was okay.

Someone who was willing to go first was even better than Veikel could have ever expected, and the healer motioned for the young man to follow him. He didn't exactly have an entire area set up for things, as Veikel hadn't even been sure he would succeed at finding someone willing to lend a hand (or two), but thankfully there was an area with suitable sitting space. A small chair with a back for leaning, plenty of open space and sunshine in case things went horribly wrong.

"Go ahead and grab a seat, I'm going to go get a bucket of water so we can get your hair wet." There was a pause as Veikel thought through the logistic, and he nodded as though confirming an entire conversation with himself. "Actually, I'll be back with two. Make yourself comfortable while you wait. If you want a snack or a drink, just say "Tea" out loud and then what it is you want."

Leaving behind that vague and faintly ominous suggestion, Veikel moved off to get the goods before his test subvolunteer decided to change his mind.

Right on cue, there was a soft pop as a tiny green firelizard popped out from Between. She chirped at the young man before coming down and landing on his upstretched hands, eyes whirling beautiful shades of blue at him. A tilt of the head and another chirp followed, as if to ask 'plain what?'.

Clearly he wanted something since he'd called her, but the flitter had no idea what 'plain' was!

The little green flitter churred with approval at the compliments, eyes rolling a merry green mixed with flecks of purple. She certainly seemed to approve of his request as well, moving so that her head and eye ridges could be easily stroked without the man having to move so much. Tea was perhaps best trained for affection and was going to show off the fruits of those labors.

Meanwhile her devoted handler was finding out that carrying three buckets at a time was a ridiculously ambitious endeavor, as his soaked through pant leg and shoe served to remind him. The blue flitter who accompanied him only cheeped nervous unhappiness from his perch about Veikel's shoulders and neck; his tiny attempts to help carry a bucket had also ended in him being soaked and bitterly unhappy.

But Tea knew nothing of this and cared little, as she was getting affections!