The BortaS
At about this point in time, a babble of voices can be heard from the lower level, followed by the noise of a small explosion. A smell of burning wood and an acrid smell begin to overpower the 'aDanjI' incense.
Tony yells, "That smells like..." and stops abruptly as he realises that there is no Klingon word in the language database for what he smells.
Aron finishes for Tony, "Ngat..." This is the tlhIngan Hol word for gunpowder—apparently one of the words the two dialects have in common. He reaches for an ornate bat'leth on the wall. "Arm yourselves," he commands. "We're under attack!"
Sonam's voice echoes through the team's mastoid implants, "Warning. There appears to be some form of disturbance in your vicin—"
His voice is abruptly cut off by Commander Vaughn's, "Dammit, Sonam, it's a full-on attack on the meeting! That asshole Groën kicked must've called in some backup when the komerex the'Durgath tossed him out on his flea-bitten ass. We have an honest to God riot situation ans they blew the door with some kind of petard." A gunshot sounds in the background and Vaughn's signal cuts off in the middle of a curse.
Sonam says, his voice impassive as only a Vulcan can be, "Scanning... Cdr. Vaughn has been hit. She is unconscious but stable. Cdr. K'Pok, do you require extraction?"