A few ass-hats later. Hilda found someone else with that look in their eyes.
"Howdy," The Soong Android smiled. Looking very much like the famous Commander Data, a popular template for his people. He had slightly younger features, but kept that pale golden skin, and unnaturally straight hair. Although his dangled well passed his shoulders. "I'm Lore." Soong Androids did tend to have whimsical names.
Gene grinned, "I know a kid that love to meet you."
Hilda sighed, seeing the Synthetics questioning look, "Our Cabin-boy is a Technomancer."
The Android stiffened, more from shock then fear. An intrigued smile slowly spread across his lips. Technomancers were near holy, to Synthetic Lifeforms.
Gene wasn't really concerned with that.
Hilda ignored that for a second, "You're Captain Data's older brother, right?"
Lore sighed, "Yeah. Things are still... awkward on that front. But since he installed my 'Emotional Regulator Chip' I've been more stable."
That caught Gene's attention, "Stable?"
Lore blinked, before looking worried, "I... well, you know who I am, so I assumed you knew-"
"I do," Hilda assured, "Gene's a space Cherry."
"I ain't a cherry!!!" Gene snapped.
Hilda ignored that, and explained. "Lore had a glitch in his software, which turned him into a genocidal maniac. Not that uncommon for early model AIs. But a later model, his 'brother' as it were, was able to fix the issue. Like treating a mental disorder.
"He's fine now, with most civilized Galactic governments, recognizing him as not guilty of any crimes 'due to temporary insanity'."
Looking at Lore, Hilda asked, "You've been cured for decades now, still can't get a job?"
Lore sighed, "I was living with Father for a while. After Data resurrected him.
"Doctor Soong, as an Android, settled a planet, and built a factory to build more of us. Using Data's blue prints, for positronic brains that can be mass produced, by Replicators. It makes a few thousand a day. I stayed there for about three years, helping father manage all those new Androids... only made my return to the Greater Galaxy, a few months ago... but sadly my savings are running low, and I desperately need a job.
Lore smirked, leaning forward. "I've been listening," The Android leaned forward. "All this noise might be too chaotic for organic ears, but mine are more suited to it. You don't want lackies, unlike these other Captains."
Gene looked around, just now spotting there were a few other Captain's, recruiting people.
"You want an actual crew, a family. Well, I want what your selling," Lore insisted. "I have access to the entire Extra Net, in my head. I would make a good technical officer, engineer, and whatever else you need. I can even help teach this Technomancer you got."
Hilda just had her usual, unreadable, smirk. Before saying, "You're in."