Anshin

``Ah, but you could've looked for me earlier!'' Anshin the trickster god said as he hopped about, looking as distracted as he could. In front of him, Ju-liang looked on at him with an air of desperation.

``But it is always so hard to look for you! All those tricks, all those riddles. I can't really try to do anything about those each time I needed to look for you; they drive me insane! Also, I didn't think that this little problem was big enough to need your help...''

``You have a spine, that's good!'' Anshin said as he gave Ju-liang a stout slap in the back, which caused the latter to wince a little. ``But see what happens when things go bad; you need me once again, and this time, the `little problem' that you referred to is no longer little and will end up taking more of my effort and time to deal with it. Does that seem fair to you?''

``Cut! What the bloody hell is the ruckus about---it's ruining the damn shot!'' Director Han growled as he looked over behind his shoulder. Junhao and Liangyu got out of character and stood there, first staring at each other then at Director Han. Junhao gave a shrug; there had been many distructive distractions like this one over all the filming sessions thus far. He stood next to his co-star and watched from their positions on set at the unfolding melodrama that was real life.

``I have warned you, you no-good executive producer whatever! You must perform some rites to appease the Trickster God himself so that you can have a smoother filming schedule. It is the very nature for Anshin to quietly take poetic revenge on those who dared to slight him, even if they were trying to portray hiself in a non-cheesy sort of way!''

``Look here mister,'' Xinlong replied as he walked next to the casually dressed medium, ``there has been no incidents so far. The only incidents that are affecting our filming is your consistent barging in to get us to follow some kind of superstitious mumbo-jumbo that we don't even believe in in the first place! Now if you'll just follow me quietly so as to leave the set...''

``No! You are an ignorant fool! You all are ignorant fools! Anshin is generally a peaceable god, but he is still also a Trickster God. He can get petty at times, especially when it seems as though respect for him were to be decreased.''

``Look, I don't want to have to restate things to you again. We are making a drama series on Anshin to show his good side; why would he ever be malicious against us?''

``Because he is a Trickster God,'' Director Han boomed some six feet away from the other two men. Xinlong stood in silence when he saw Director Han---it was clear that the latter was in a foul mood, his ambience for a critical scene destroyed utterly by the new incursion. ``Look, `Reverend' Tim Oh, I don't really care if you are a 'reverend', I don't even care if you were the pope, but this is starting to get rather tiresome. Xinlong, why are you even allowing this incursion to begin with?''