Contessa v Newter

One of Newter's arms, one of his legs and his tail had each been broken in multiple places.  The remains of the coffee table, the flatscreen television and one door of the television stand lay around him, where he'd sprawled into them.

- Interlude 18 (Donation Bonus #4)

Newter
Enhanced agility:
Newter intercepted the first few people to leave through the fire exit door on the side of the building.  He leaped to close fifteen foot gaps as fast as I could have thrown a punch, moving from one person to the next, dropping each of them in an instant.

[...]

As he darted up the side of the building and slipped into an open window like a bolt of greased lightning, I felt Newter brush past several with my bugs.

[...]

Newter was on the second floor, probably dodging gunfire as he moved closer to the group of people who had been in the upstairs office.

-Hive 5.5

Newter dropped from the ceiling.  The main part of the mall had only the one level to it, but the roof was arched slightly, and he was dropping from one of the higher points.  I was bad at estimating distances, but what was that?  Fifty feet? Sixty?

He landed in a crouch, a hair behind the girl who was carrying the vial down the pile of rubble to the base of the platform.

[...]

"Something about the way that one moved," Newter pointed at Jaw with his tail, "Reminded me of some other mercenaries I've come across.  Don't bother shooting, by the way, I'm too quick."

[...]

Then he was gone, around the side of the building and up to the roof in heartbeats.

--Hive 5.5

Contact poison:

I couldn't sense what Newter was doing since my bugs couldn't touch him, but I could feel the movement of the air that followed in his wake, I could track the locations of the bugs he came into contact with before they were brought down by the drugs, and I knew the men were collapsing as Newter moved into their midst and knocked each of them out with a touch.  One or two even collapsed without him touching them.  Something else?  Blood?  Spit?

-Hive 5.5

General lizard-like biology:

He had light blue eyes, dark red hair that looked wet and a five foot long prehensile tail.

-Hive 5.1

Just behind her were two members of Faultline's crew. Newter was hanging off the wall by his fingertips and toes, and Labyrinth was leaning against the same wall, just below him, her arms folded.

-Hive 5.5

"I'm tougher than I look," he responded, "Benefit of my, um, unique biology."

"Cool," I replied, feeling lame for not having a better reply, but I couldn't think of anything to say that wouldn't sound like it was trying too hard or, worse, sound sarcastic.

"This fella says you guys probably saved my life," Newter jerked a thumb toward the one of Coil's guys that was awake.

"Honest, I'm having a hard time believing you're up and talking right now," the medic replied.

-Hive 5.5