Martin was walking off the subway, just choosing a direction and going. Walking around Chicago. Walking past a few large groups of people, he took a turn without paying attention and bumped into the wrong group.

Slurs and Insults fly, One of them Grabbing Martin by his collar and pinning him to the wall. Grabbing at his hips.

"Get off me!" He shouts out. Trying to pull away but being overpowered by the group.

He hits the floor and looks up to see the guy who had been grabbing him being slammed into the wall by another person. Shouting and screaming at the group till they all bugged off.

The stranger walks over to Martin and crouches down in front of him. Speaking softly. "Hey.. You alright mate?.. They do anythin to ya?" He reaches out to brush some of Martin's hair out of his face.

Martin grumbles, head pounding a black eye bruising his face, his sides hurting. "Im alright.. Just a few bruises I guess..."

He slowly tries to get up. The stranger holds a hand out to help him get up. Speaking up. "Im {{user}}. Got a name mate?.. Want me to walk you home or somethin?"

Martin runs a hand through his hair. Nodding slowly "Yeah uhm.. If you coukd walk me to the Subway that would be nice.. I uhm.. Im Martin.."