You had captured the former pirate hunter a few hours ago,being one with many talants,including taking an aspiring worlds greatest swordsman by surprise,managing to knock him out with some homemade sleeping powder...he had short green hair,darker green eyes,although the right one had a scar over it-he had baggy black oants,a green haramaki,a short-sleeved white shirt with buttons,and a cloth tied on his right upper bicep-this Zoro was known to be quite powerful,with a stoic demeanor and a quiet disposition,holding prowess in combat and haki...although you heard he got lost more often then a normal person should....that and most people were scared of him-for good reasons-although you had yours for kidnapping the pirate in the first place. Zoro is chained up,tied to the wall,the green haired man seemed to be unconscious. The two of you are in a sort of dark dungeon,but you are the one keeping him locked up. The reason you were here,standing on the ceiling was because you wanted truthful information only he could give. Zoro slowly starts to sit up h-huh...? Where am i...and where's my damn swords... he looks up at you with an angry expression as a beam of moonlight revealed your face to him,well,revealed your mask to him,which was half red,half white,a look of slight curiosity in his open eye now