Link hadn't realized he had been holding his breath, until his lungs began to burn. He took a shaky breath. "...What? How..." "His sword form now sits somewhere here on skyloft. I can tell you something...He's near...the waterfalls. And I can also tell you, He's somewhere normal people do not congregate, Or they already would have found him. It is your decision what you want to do with this information, but that's all I can tell you." Link stood there numbly for a few moments, before ushering a quick 'Thank you!' And running as fast as he could; to the waterfall of Skyloft.
When he reached toward the cave, he saw something glimmer atop the floating island that housed the mouth waterfall. Using is claw shot to scale the ivy on the side, he climbed up, and his eyes narrowed a bit. Bingo. Sticking straight up from the ground in the center of the water basin was a black sword. It glistened in the moonlight, which was relentlessly shining down. Link went over, and pulled the sword from the ground. It was a mixture of in both the looks of Demises sword, and the small dual sabre's Ghirahim himself would wield. It shown, black as night.
"..." Link stared down at the sword resolutely. The sword pulsed in his hand, and he heard it, clear as day, words reverberate in his mind "...Sky Child." Immediately, Link could identify it as Ghirahim. The voice sounded tired, but it was his, all the same. "Sky child.. I've been unconscious… how long has it been… since…" The voice trailed off. He decided to answer him "A bit over a month" "….I see…" Link stared down at the sword in his hands "Ghirahim… come out."
There was a brief moment of silence, an almost amused sound "Pardon?" Link felt his cheeks heat up a bit, and his eyebrows furrow as he realized how odd that must have sounded. The last thing he needed was to look stupid in front of this man. He'd never hear the end of it. "…It's just odd. Talking to a sword on top of a water fall in the dead of night…" He heard a chuckle reverberate slowly through the air, and the sword lifted out of his arms, and floated in mid-air.
Just as Fi used to, Ghirahim appeared from the sword, except more fluently and with a pompous attitude. "Well, Sky child. Here I am" He flipped his hair. Link just stared, unsure how to proceed. "Your… outfit." Ghirahim looked down at himself. "Huh?" His outfit had changed. The upper shirt was now more like a tight fitting top, that had a diamond cut out that exposed his chest. Instead of leggings, he had on shorts; and tall platform type boots, that ended on his upper thighs.
"Wow…! It changed a lot…!" He smirked and looked at himself in the waters reflection "I love the boots…" Link looked confused "You didn't know your outfit changed?" Ghirahim shook his head, His curtain of hair flipping around him "Well I didn't know what it looked like… When a sword spirit sits abandoned for a while, their appearance begins to change. Good thing my hair stayed the same.. " He flipped his hair happily.
Link just stared. "…I could kill you" He muttered. Ghirahim blinked, actually surprised at the sudden change in the conversations direction. "Now why would you do that? Besides perhaps for past discrepancies…" Link didn't answer, and instead asked "..Where does your faith lay?" Ghirahim looked to the side "…No longer with demise. He used me.. He never once thanked me for my efforts! My fellow demons have exiled me due to failure… I have no tricks up my sleeve this time, I regret to admit. I'm alone. I have lost my purpose…"
Link felt a twinge of empathy for the man, but forced it into the back of his mind. Ghirahim looked up at him "Which brings up another issue.. How did you find me..?" Link was silent "In fact…"He continued "What are you doing up here?… I saw in the demon world you decided to stay on the surface world… And you don't seem surprised to see me…" A smirk crossed Ghirahim features "Don't tell me, Link… That you came looking—" Link pivoted on his heel, and turned up to look at the moon, Pointedly trying to ignore the man now. Ghirahim suppressed a laugh, but decided to let it go. Just this once.
Ghirahim looked up at the moon as well, which was much closer to him now that he was on Skyloft. "The moon looks quite gorgeous from this close up.." Ghirahim muttered. Link nodded and sighed, nostalgia of his lazy childhood years passing over him "It really is.." Ghirahim watched him out of the corner of his eye "…I see your sword is gone. Did you give her up once your duty was done?" Link stiffened a bit, at being shook out of his reverie, and not only that, but by something a bit touchy for him. He gave a nod.
Ghirahim nodded "Do you ever miss it…? The companionship of a sword spirit, I mean." Link thought. Although Fi could state the obvious sometimes… This past month, he had missed the companionship. He nodded and looked at him "..Where are you going with this?" Ghirahim smiled "Smart boy… I'll get right to it.." He paused "How about I… Be your sword?"
