Taris. No, not just Taris but it's underworld. A place where The Rain had yet to cause any chaos and the holonet rarely reached, thus it was relatively safe to assume she wouldn't be recognized here. She wasn't as widely known as her master anyway. At least, not recognized by anyone who wasn't partaking in the revolution.
She was in her outfit, with a black cloak over it and the half-mask she'd worn on Naboo. She was waiting for a fellow revolutionary who recently joined the cause. Well... that was an assumption. Either way, he had at least agreed to help the Rain.
Her master had ordered a... "dismantlement" of the Sith Eternal's structure, and she agreed wholeheartedly with the plan. Her target was Calix Viritan. In the end, for her part in it, she'd have to stand alone and risk death. But for now she needed a lending hand. She hadn't met the man sent, but it didn't really matter who he was as long as he was competent enough. If he wasn't well... she'd deal with it as things progressed.
She was standing away from any objects that could be easily tossed at her, and her hands were near her sides should she have to suddenly grab a weapon. There wasn't a big chance of a sudden attack, but the Rain was equally if not more paranoid than her master.
@Mr. Teatime