Originally Posted by Ask the Strings
Sona listened to Arixus's explanation as the heart landed on her Etwahl.
"Well...I guess that's what they meant when they said 'give life to your art," Sona played, trying not to disturb the animate drawing, "Still, it doesn't drain you at all? I would assume it would depend on just how much 'alive' you want them, right?"
"Well... It depends on what I'm doing." He summoned a kitten, looking unfazed, then dispelled it. A variety of animals came and went in the same way, the larger they were, the more tired he looked afterwards. Though, once they vanished, he seemed no worse for wear. "But this one... This one's probably the toughest." He immediately decided to push himself well beyond his usual limits.
Arixus flicked through his sketchbook a few times, opening to a specific page covered in self portraits. He let his eyes slide shut, hand cast over the page. Energy surged through his body and swirled about him, making his clothing and hair waver as if a gust of air were coming from the floor. With a brilliant flash of light, there were suddenly four of him, but only one of them immediately clutched his head and doubled forward, dropping the pad to the floor as he careened after it