Debra Doyle & James D. Macdonald
"The first thing a free-spacer learns about Suivi Point," Ignaceu LeSoit said to his companions, "is that the people who keep their money here don't want to have anything to do with the people who help them make it. So they want to keep the scum and riff-raff confined to the spaceport district as much as possible."
"You could say the same thing about Galcen," Beka said. She was taller than either LeSoit or his friend Pav Eterynic, with a long blonde braid hanging down her back, and unlike them, she spoke the common Galcenian of the spaceways with the smooth accent of a native speaker. Eterynic and LeSoit had been old hands on board the Sidh when she joined the crew, and she'd let them take her under their protection for this liberty excursion in the capital city of the Suivan asteroid belt. "What's the second thing that I'm supposed to learn?"
"That one's easy," said Pav. "If something isn't for sale on Suivi, then it isn't for sale anywhere at all."