<div class="floatleft">(http://static.hudl.com/users/prod/471835_1f2c7efec39b45fda0c8752ff24a9e3b.jpg)<br/></div>Name: Bastian Leclerq<br/>Age: 18<br/>Sex: male straight<br/>Status: Driving<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>As Kat squeezed his shoulder, Bastian lightly touched her hand for a second. Looking around at Kat for a moment, he smiled. "You're cold now, I'd hate to see you when we reach Sankt Anton." He hit the heater switch though, and quickly the temperature in the car began to rise. As he drove onto the Autobahn, he looked ahead. It usually never snowed this far west at this time of year, but he took it as a good sign. Snow conditions for the mountains were said to be excellent, although there was a slight chance of heavy snow later in the week. He hoped it wouldn't be too bad. Nothing worse than getting snowed in. Although.. He thought. With a group like this, that prospect might not be entirely bad. The hotel they'd rented rooms in would make a pretty good hangout if necessary, and he was sure the group could find ways to entertain themselves.<br/><br/>As he was on the Autobahn now, he pressed the gas pedal. Keeping the car going just under 170 mph for most of the trip would mean they'd be in Sankt Anton before it got too dark to navigate the mountains. He took a sip from the coffee Nichole had brought before putting it back in the cup holder. Zooming past the other cars he smiled. He just liked speed, and with a car like it felt like he was flying. After weaving through the cars he finally had a clear stretch of road ahead of him. He bent down to grab something from under his seat, and rummaged there for a bit.