Juju glanced up from the trid as Hendrix entered. A couch and a few chairs had been set up in one corner of the huge central room, which had once been a dock area. Juju was very tall, very black with a mustache and a goatee. His tightly curled hair was woven into long, thin braids, each tipped with a bone fragment. Despite his name and his appearance, Juju practiced hermetic magic and he thought shamans were deluded.